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Mary had a little lamb, she wanted me to follow Once she found herself, she said call her Frida Kahlo Looked her in her eyes and said I want no problems Kinky hair Bossy She the type to cause em Sometimes life ain't fair but neither is a dollar Lately feeling blue, my world lookin like a casso Look me in my eyes and say you want no problems Dreadhead Boasty I'm the type to cause em Boosted up my confidence Ruthless to my competition They tryna keep up No wonder they feet f This play need a rerun Coach asked if you need to Melanin settling down This brown body always bounce My ancestors went thru hell So that means yo mans can't fail Why you mad like that? Huh Why you salty on this dance floor huh We got this Iove so what you mad for huh Meet me halfway Please It took a long time It took a long time To face myself To face myself I can't breathe I can't I can't I can't see There's There's been a void since I've been gone I can't I can't I can't seem To To find a reason Why Why I should find my way home Mary had a little lamb, she wanted me to follow Once she found herself, she said call her Frida Kahlo Looked her in her eyes and said I want no problems Kinky hair Bossy She the type to cause em Sometimes life ain't fair but neither is a dollar Lately feeling blue, my world lookin like a casso Look me in my eyes and say you want no problems Dreadhead Boasty I'm the type to cause em Black boy joy What you code switching for You can tally up the score If you really tryna count it This is your world You important Lil squirrel In the forest Nature boy is Touring Don't be mad if I Droptop Blast off Get t'd up then moon walk Beamed up Bussed down Rocket launch I'm space bound Found myself between a rock and bare honesty Funny how all this BS keep on finding me 20 Minutes all it took for Armani see Taught me a lesson I know who I gotta be Mary had a little lamb, she wanted me to follow Once she found herself, she said call her Frida Kahlo Looked her in her eyes and said I want no problems Kinky hair Bossy She the type to cause em Sometimes life ain't fair but neither is a dollar Lately feeling blue, my world lookin' like a Casso Look me in my eyes and say you want no problems Dreadhead Boasty I'm the type to cause em I'm the type to cause em Lose my mind no caution Running down these rabbit holes Stretching what this fabric holds Common sense and common colds Thought there was no hours gold Lost my roots way down this road Lost my roots way down this road RIP
Writer(s): Russell Prim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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