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I can't all of the things they say about me in the room they throwing shade left to right They be "Ooh, she face" And I tell 'em cut me up and get They call us dirty we break all your rules down And we just came to act a fool, is that all (Girl, alright) be like "Ooh, let eat cake. " But we eat and throw them bones on the ground
Am I a for dancing around? (queen) Am I a for getting down? (queen) I'm up, don't cut me down Yeah I wanna be, be
Is it peculiar that she twerk in the And am I weird to dance late at night? And is it true we're all And I tell 'em, "No we ain't" and get down
I heard this life is just a play with no I wonder will be my final act tonight And tell me the price of fame? Am I a sinner with my skirt on the
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a freak for down? I'm coming up, cut me down I wanna be, wanna be
Hey brother can you save my from the devil? Say is it to like the way she wear her tights? And is it rude to my shades? Am I a freak because I love watching (Maybe)
Hey sister am I good for your heaven? Say will your God accept me in my black and Will he approve the way I'm Or I reprogram the programming and get down?
Am I a for dancing around? Am I a freak for down? I'm cutting up, don't cut me Yeah I be, wanna be
Even if it makes others I wanna who I am Even if it makes other I love who I am
Dance 'til the break of mean a thing, so duh I take it no more Baby, we in tuxedo and E. Badu Crazy in the black and We got the so tight Baby, here the freedom song Too we moving on there's melody Show you way This for fight unknown Come home and sing song But you gotta Because the booty lie
No, no, the booty lie Oh no, the booty lie
Yeah, let's it I don't think they what I'm trying to say
I a question like this "Are we a generation of our people? Add us to equations but they'll never make us She who writes the movie owns the script and the So why ain't the stealing of my rights illegal? They us underground Working hard for the But when it's to pay They turn around and call us My crown too heavy the Queen Nefertiti back my pyramid I'm trying to Kansas City
Mixing masterminds like your Bernie Grundman Well I'm keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman You can take my But I'm goin' fly And even you edit me the booty don't lie Yeah, keep singing and I'mma writing songs I'm tired of Marvin me "What's On? March to the streets 'cuz I'm willing and I'm me, I defy every label And while you're dope We're gonna selling hope We up now You gotta deal you gotta you be electric sheep? Electric ladies, will you Or will you