Kettle On

You're too fiery for me

hairs too wirey for me

Why are you so proud

Why are you so loud

I slept with you too fast?

A shame that you didn't last

Judging me for what you did too

I'm a hoe but your cool.

I'm a hoe but you rule.

I'm a hoe.

But baby - you, had a peice, of who your, talking, to.

Put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Oh your skirts too short

Don't you have dinner to sort

Girl you're working class

Nothing but a-nice ass

Same old projections your puttin onto me.

Anti-progression is a dated song to me.

Girl your legs are out

don't put it about

And getting paid less

Who would want success, I guess

Having ambition is a controversy

Anti-progression is a dated song to me

Put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on

Put the put the kettle on