Compliments

Don't need your attention My booty, my bliss You suffer hypertension That's none of my biz Not again a debate When I go for a walk I don't wanna educate, nah Not too hard understand Bringing shame for the men Nothing that you do will ever be Considered as a compliment My friend keep away your hand Not again your whack arguments, ah Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na No soy tu muñeca Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na Na na na na na Let me get my coffee Get outta my way, my way Stop, with your air-kiss Shit will slap back in your face You're a jerk you are rude Such a m.f. fool only when you're with your dudes When will you understand we deserve not demand This ain't no compliment, nah Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na No soy tu muñeca Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na Na na na na na My friend keep away your hand (Keep away, keep away your hands) Not again your whack arguments (Not again your whack arguments) You're not in my position You don't have any permission I am not an exhibition, ah You're a shame Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na No soy tu muñeca Hombre you loco My booty, my biz No soy tu muñeca Na na na na na Na na na na na (Na na na na na) (No soy to muñeca) You know, this ain't a compliment And never, ever will be, wah