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Most educated person is the Black woman

Same reason most patient people is Black women

In they locks and they braids, they hold their energy

A **** got a platform to say because of Black women

I seen my sister get sat down and sat with

So you gon' catch me in the pews if that's what Jesus do

Matter fact, he look like her more than he look like you

Matter fact, he probably hate you **** if we speaking truths

To top it off, my girl graduated top of her class

And I ain't know her back then, but I'm still proud of her

And you can tell it ain't no cap and a gown

She cross the stage, there's a reason the arena gettin' loud for her

And you ain't trippin', toss it up in the air

You should fly, throw your cares in the air, I swear to, uh, I swear to, uh

Mama call, say your sister was here

And through the phone, it was all I could hear

And it sounded like

My mother's tears, holy water

Heart on her sleeve, you can't take it off her

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

'Cause she hold my, uh, yeah, she hold back tears

Let's paint it red in watercolors

Created this, that's 'cause she an artist

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

'Cause she hold my, uh, yeah, she hold back tears

Tears on the hardwood, caution-it's-wet sign

Couple my **** done caught me up on the Westside

Black on the outside, my eye match the skin tone

The harder the whip crack, the blacker the tints go

The faster I been goin', cash me the ringtone

She mastered gettin' by without a **** to 'pend on

She make her own money, man, y'all **** should been known

Now shawty look suspicious 'cause she Black with a mink on (Whoop-whoop)

Hop in a whip, she probably lose ya

You don't get respect because her peoples never knew ya

Count blacks and blues, we call her baby bruiser

The women in my life done make these **** look like losers (Y'all look like bums for real)

A Black girl breath'll change the weather, man

A Black girl smile'll make a better man

A Black girl heart, now, would you fall for me?

We used to pray for rain and clouds, now show me all I need is

My mother's tears, holy water

Heart on her sleeve, you can't take it off her

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

'Cause she hold my, uh, yeah, she hold back tears

Let's paint it red in watercolors

Created this, that's 'cause she an artist

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

'Cause she hold my, uh, yeah, she hold back tears

My mother's tears, holy water

(She hold my, uh) Yeah, she hold back tears

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

(She hold my, uh) Yeah, she hold back tears

Let's paint it red in watercolors

(She hold my, uh) Yeah, she hold back tears

Pretty when she cry, she don't do it often

'Cause she hold my, uh, yeah, she hold back tears