Tyra
Rapsody
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Damn, I'm stunnin' (fine to the bone) Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone) Damn, I'm stunnin', I'm fine to the bone Sweet like honey, I'm fine to the bone Walk through lookin' like somethin' We fine to the bone Walk through lookin' like somethin' Fine to the gristle Oh, I can make a blind man whistle (woo) Got too much love for you to ever have a issue (uh huh) Drippin' so hard, think I baptized wit Episcopals Walk the runway and I run away from pistols (run) Workin' on my unity, ain't no need to diss you (yeah) Just yet but send a threat, know I'm the bomb and the missile (uh huh) Black woman on your own, worth more than arms full for crystals (that's true) Say the truth hurt, gotta keep a bomb full of tissues (uh) This education visual, it ain't a thing to be invisible (it ain't a thing) World tryna make us all models of a criminal (yeah) Multiply, move better, together when it's ten of you (trophy) Gang gang, ain't nothin' changed, always keep it trill wit' you (I'm fine to the bone) Damn, I'm stunnin' (I'm fine to the bone) Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (fine to the bone) Damn, I'm stunnin' (we fine to the bone) Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone) Walk through lookin' like somethin' (uh, I'm fine to the bone) Uh, skin dipped in cocoa (cocoa) Black designer logo (logo) My president still 44, take no Beyonce solo (yeah) Hold those 'til we moguls Lift every voice for the poor folk More black owned hair stores Revolutionary Castro Hero wit' no mask yo Feel like the Black Panther cast (uh huh) Or Tyga on the last hoe, I ain't nowhere near my last goal (goals) You looking at a winner, remember, I ain't never had dough (never) But I walk like I got it, 'cause my blood mixed with black gold Misty Copeland ten toes dancin' around the eyes (right) Said I'd never make it, park the Audi in the garage (vroom) Model of success, don't change, be who you are (yeah) Don't matter who I'm addressing, he's cut from the same cloth (real) I'm here for a different cause, we seldom receive applause (seldom) Never receive awards (yeah yeah) if we ain't modelling something name Fendi, Gucci, Dior Women like me ignore, but it's aight though Outsiders never change what's in store
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Written by: Alejandra Ghersi, Marlanna Evans, Bjork Guomindsdottir
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