Hotshot (feat. Chrissi Hartigan)

(Um, ha, yea) This is not what it looks like, your honor I might've been unkind But I'm not a crook, everything is 'bout the book When I'm present in mind He got the better of my sanity when He put the pressure on my vanity Coming at me overbearing, he daringly Summoned up the nerve to look at me and say Oh, girl, don't tell me the issue Lord knows it's a cold world, but nobody asked you Now, if you just sit tight, I'll put your head on right You're gonna see the light He thinks he's a hotshot, and it got in my way I wasn't really trying to fight today But if I don't run my mouth, it looks like I got nothing to say So can I get a little, get a little more grace? I'm making trouble and I'm struggling to save face And then my cover blows and colors show I know how the story goes You'll put me back in my place (You're only like in my equation) I really at fault now, your honor? Since when is caring a crime? It was impolite, but it would've come out right If I'd taken my time See, it grates me, irritates me To see somebody thinking he can deflate me I can't track my place in his lack of case and I don't know if I can keep a straight face He say, "Oo-ooh, girl, you're walking a fine line You might've heard, it's a cold world, so I gotta get mine But if you take my hand, I'll be the better man And help you understand." He thinks he's a hotshot, and it got in my way I wasn't really trying to fight today But if I don't run my mouth, it looks like I got nothing to say So can I get a little, get a little more grace? I'm making trouble and I'm struggling to save face And then my cover blows and colors show I know how the story goes Put me back in my place (yea) He really thinks he's a... and it got in my way He really thinks he's a... and it got in my way He really thinks he's a... and it got in my way He really thinks he's a... and it got in my way Got in my way Got in my way (Ha-aey) I really think I'm a hotshot, and it got in my way I wasn't really trying to fight today But if I don't run my mouth, it looks like I got nothing to say Oh, can I get a little, little more grace? 'Cause I'm making trouble and I gotta save face Oh, and the cover blows and colors show, I know how the story goes Put me back in my place