"Sometimes I want to walk in your shoes
Do the type of things that I never ever do
I take one look in the mirror and I say to myself
Baby girl you can't survive like this no
Take it one step further
Freakum dress out my closet
'yonce fillin' out this skirt
I look damn good I ain't lost it
And I ain't missed a beat
Boy you been hanging out at night
Tonight I'm staying out 'til tomorrow
Dancing on them tables ain't got no cares, no sorrow
I ran into my ex
Said what up to his bestest
Now we reminiscing how we used to flex in Texas
Don't be jealous."
łańcuch: new yorker / sukienka: new look / buty: hm
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