Stuck Up Bit-h

Hey, look who's struttin' down the block, That stuck up queen, tickin' like a clock.

She thinks she's hot, but hay, let's be real, With that attitude, she ain't a big deal.

Shinin' like a diamond, thinkin' she's the best,

But she's just a mirage, you know the rest.

Only way to get close is if you're rollin' dough,

She'll throw you a smile, put on quite a show.

Think you want her? Nah, you better think twice,

For bitches like her, love comes with a price.

Got a line of dudes just waitin' for a taste,

But once they're done,

she just throws

'em to waste.

Yeah, bitches like her, they keep it all locked,

They think they're the queens, but they're just a façade.

Ain't nobody want no empty, hollow heart,

Where's the fun in play when you're playin' a part?

If I could cash in every time I crave love, I'd have a parade, floatin' high above, But let's face reality, it's a twisted game,

They say it's just business, but it leaves a stain.

So, daisy chains and roses, all the cute clichés,

Don't work on her, no time for sweet ways.

She'll take your money, leave you feelin' low,

And watch you walk away, like the star of her show.

"Bye, baby!" she laughs, as you're left in the dust,

Only wanting what you can give; that's a must.

But listen up close, here's a wake-up call,

Ain't no gold at the end, just a pain in the ball.

Lookin' back, it's clear to see, Better off alone, just me being free.

No need for the games, no need for the fuss,

Just livin' and lovin', in myself I trust.

So cheers to the stuck-up, thinkin' she's queen,

I'll keep my crown, knowin' what I mean.

With no strings attached, I'm livin' my way,

Just me and my heart, here to stay.