Song Description

Instrumental version is available

Lyrics

Intro
Let me break it down for ya
I can break it down for ya
(2x)

Chorus
You think that I?m easy baby
I?m not the type you touch and leave, nah baby
You gotta put in work
If you rolling with me
You kno-o-ow
I can break it down for ya
(2x)

Verse 1
See me talking to my girls
And I?m catching your eye
Instead of looking at my face
You staring all in my thighs
Hold up baby
That ain?t how you do a lady
You not gon flip it
Smack it
Rub it down
On my head
See my crown
I know you missed it
Cuz you looking too low
You need to focus baby
I?m gon tell you how it?s s?pose to go

If you see me out in public
Just as fresh as can be
And I smile in your direction
That don?t mean I want the D
You gotta think baby
Everything ain?t all about sex
I don?t give it up that easy
All I want is your respect
Keep your wits about you baby
Don?t ignore that I?m a lady
If you can?t see me in your wedding
Don?t be trying to spread my leggings

I keep them closed
For the one who is worthy
And if you ain?t wife shopping
Then you need to be swerving
Don?t take it personal
I know it?s unnerving
Cuz it?s not everyday
A woman knows what she?s deserving of

-repeat chorus-

Verse 2
You say I?m bragging
Playing hard to get
I ain?t playing
You?re just used to
Banging girls you just met
I ain?t one of them today
And I won?t be tomorrow
You?re not my type anyway
So is you mad ? or nah

Little baby boy
Still got some growing to do
Spending child support money
On the latest pair of shoes
Playing games all day on PS4
Eating junk for food
And you wonder why
A woman like me
Don?t have the time
For a fool. Like. You

I?m showing up to work on a daily
Spending dough to pay my bills
Cuz I?m not lazy
Steady making time
Just to sip a little wine
And send a prayer to the sky
Telling God that I thank Him
Vacation in all the hot spots
Never worried bout a thing
Cuz I?m my own boss
Got a savings plan
And a master plan
You wanna be my man
You gotta exceed me man

My granddaddy was a king in my eyes
Treated my grandma like his queen
And sugar that?s no lie
He was chivalrous, a gentleman
Back when he was alive
You boys are a penny with a hole
When do the real men arrive

-repeat chorus-