My Kind of a Woman (feat. Christine Smit)

Woman, woman Woman, woman Friday night, yeah I'm going out to forget how he did me wrong Triple crows packed but I'm alright Gonna let myself let go I didn't live up to his standards But he didn't come close to mine I was too much for him to handle Yeah, right I wasn't his kind of a woman Didn't fit into his mold But I don't need his approval So he can mind his own I'm blessed like that 'cause I feel good in my skin I don't need a man to tell me I'm the shit Thank God that it's over 'Cause all I need to be is my kind of a woman My kind of a woman Friday nights in a real good crowd, I'm forgetting how he did me wrong I'm shooting Jack with my ladies, flirting with strangers Baby I went flying now I didn't live up to his standards But he didn't come close to mine I was too much for him to handle Yeah, right I wasn't his kind of a woman Didn't fit into his mold But I don't need his approval So he can mind his own I'm blessed like that 'cause I feel good in my skin I don't need a man to tell me I'm the shit Thank God that it's over 'Cause all I need to be is my kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) I didn't live up to his standards But he didn't come close to mine I was too much for him to handle Well of course he couldn't handle me, 'cause he's a f- loser Yes, alright, boom I wasn't his kind of a woman Didn't fit into his mold But I don't need his approval So he can mind his own I'm blessed like that 'cause I feel good in my skin I don't need a man to tell me I'm the shit Thank God that it's over 'Cause all I need to be is my kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman) My kind of a woman (woman)