Vista previa
This is how I look without makeup
And with no bra my ninny´s sag down low
My hair ain´t never hung down to my shoulders
And it might not grow
Ya´ never know
But I´m clever when I bust a rhyme
I´m cleva always on ya´ mind
She´s cleva and I really wanna grow
But why come you´re the last to know?
I got a little pot in my belly
So now a days my figure ain´t so fly
My dress ain´t cost nothin´ but seven dollars
But I made it fly
And I´ll tell ya why
But I´m clever when I bust a rhyme
I´m cleva always on ya´ mind
She´s cleva and I really wanna grow
But why come I´m the last to know?
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright yeah
Alright with me
Said that I´m alright with me
Said that I´m alright with me
Said that I´m alright with me
Said that I´m alright with me
Said that I´m alright with me