Rapsody - Tyra lyrics

[Rapsody - Tyra lyrics]

Damn, I'm stunnin' (Fine to the bone)
Sweet  like honey (He fine to the bone)
Walk  through lookin' like somethin'
(She fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
(We fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin' (I'm fine to the bone)
Sweet  like honey (I'm fine to the bone)
Walk  through lookin' like somethin'
(We fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'

Fine  to the gristle, boy
I could make a blind man whistle (Woo)
Got too much love for you
To ever have a issue (Uh, huh)
Drippin' so hard think I
Baptized wit Episcopals
Walk the runway and I run away from pistols
(Run) workin'  on my unity
Ain't no need to diss you (yeah)
Just yet, but send a threat
Know I'm the bomb and the missile (Uh, huh)
Black woman on ya arm worth more
Than arms full of crystals (That's real)
Say the truth hurt
Gotta keep a barn full of tissues (Uh)
Miseducation visuals
It ain't a thing to be invisible
(It ain't a thing)
World tryna make us all models of a criminal
(yeah) multiply, move better
Together when it's ten of you (True)
Gang gang, ain't nothin' changed
Always keep it trill wit' you
(I'm fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin' (I'm fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (He fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
(We fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
(Fine to the bone)
Damn, I'm stunnin' (We fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (He fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
(She fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
(Uh, I'm fine to the bone)

Uh, skin dipped in cocoa
(Cocoa) , black designer logo (Logo)
My president still four-four, take note
Beyoncé solos (yeah)
Hold those 'til we moguls
Lift every voice for the po' folk
(Po' folk)
More black-owned hair stores, revolutionary
Castro hero wit' no mask, yo
Feel like the Black Panther cast (Uh, huh)
Or Tiger on the last hole
I ain't nowhere near my last goal (Goals)
You looking at a winner, remember
I ain't never had dough (Never)
But I walk like I got it
'cause my blood mixed with black gold
Misty Copeland ten toes dancin'
Around the odds (Right)
Said I'd never make it
Park the Audi in the garage (Vroom)
Model of success, don't change
Be who you are (yeah)
Don't matter who I'm addressing
It's cut from the same cloth (Real)
I'm here for a different cause
We seldom receive applause (Seldom)
Never receive awards
(yeah, yeah) if we ain't
Modeling something name (Right)
Fendi, Gucci, Dior
(Uh, huh) , women like me ignored
But it's aight, though
Outsiders never change what's in store
(Woo)

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