Yo, yo, yo, why you at me? Why you at me? Why you at me? Why you at me? Come on, 'em Jade
People look at me 'cos I dress different 'Cos I different, 'cos I walk different look at me wrong, think I'm so different Wear my hair different, make the world
People look at me wrong 'cos I different I talk different, 'cos I walk different People look at me wrong, think I'm so Wear my hair different, make the listen
People look at me wrong I Hate women that wanna be other Since they won I fit in I'm a rock the world no games or gimmicks
Plan on winning ain't no You hear it all in my sentence up the world with something new and improved Ain't stoppin' I'm moves
No choices then I'm a They can tell me to stop but it's I'm gonna go They say yes I say no you it all in my flow This is America steering you in your area, area
Do what I and that's period I get up and put on what I feel like on When I don't blend in people look at me like something As if I'm crazy, strange, weird or off
New chick fast in a old car I'm still pimpin', still pimpin' just make a living From the end to the It's a damn shame when you out thinking you insane
Rock everything from name brand to hand This is my life this is who I am I will not Don't want a piece of the pie I just want a bigger I'm just live and watch how the plot thickens
Ain't no problem 'cos everybody's a little different Open your ears and eyes and the world listen Be an original is my mission
People look at me wrong 'cos I dress I talk different, 'cos I walk different People at me wrong, think I'm so different Wear my hair different, the world listen
People at me wrong 'cos I dress different I talk different, 'cos I walk different People look at me wrong, think I'm so Wear my different, make the world listen
People is stare, gon' hate, gon' talk But will they expose what they doing in the dark If you don't give a but you know you got it together, fuck it They gotta put you down to make feel better
Black or white, brown or light Short, and small, thick, big or tall And I it's a mess we judged on how we dress How cars we got, how many bitches we pop
If a got girls then he considered the pro But if a got niggas then she considered the hoe And if a white person hang blacks he a wigga And if a black person hang whites he a nigga
And if we try to make it out the ghetto we a gets so deep at times I wanna yell out This shit is crazy it's time we take a Focus on ourselves and stop about the next man
It's prerogative tight pants are sagging Can't 'em all with a hotter poppin' of has-beens It's just the world we live in that me People claim they real but most of them must gazy
Quick to when they so artificial Shit it's I guess people just got some issues Counterfeit and crazy, so What else can I say, I'm just a kinda lady
People look at me 'cos I dress different 'Cos I talk different, 'cos I different People at me wrong, think I'm so different Wear my hair different, make the listen
People look at me wrong 'cos I different 'Cos I talk different, 'cos I different People at me wrong, think I'm so different Wear my hair different, make the listen
Who are you to me? Who are you to really call me You even know the half You don't even know the
Who are you to me? Who are you to really me ugly? You don't even know the You even know the half
Who are you to me? Who are you to call me ugly? You don't even know the You don't know the half
Who are you to me? Who are you to really call me You even know the half You don't even the half
People look at me wrong I dress different 'Cos I talk different, 'cos I walk People look at me wrong, I'm so different Wear my different, make the world listen
People look at me 'cos I dress different 'Cos I talk different, 'cos I different look at me wrong, think I'm so different Wear my different, make the world listen
People look at me wrong I dress different Talk different, walk People look at me wrong, think I'm so Wear my hair different, the world listen
People at me wrong 'cos I dress different Talk different, different People look at me wrong, think I'm so Wear my hair different, make the listen