Pretty Is What Pretty Does

[Verse 1]
Lipstick on
Boots laced tight
Mirror sayin’
“Girl, you right”
But Momma in my head
Cutting through the buzz
“Face don’t make you fine, child
Pretty is what pretty does”
[Chorus]
Pretty is what pretty does
That’s what she told me growin’ up (growin’ up)
You can paint your mouth, you can shake that frame
But your heart gon’ spell your name
Pretty is what pretty does
Gold fades, but the truth sticks tough
You can dress like a queen, but it ain’t enough
If you ugly when you love
[Verse 2]
Pulled up in a fast car
Talkin’ ‘bout my eyes
Tried to buy my body
With a couple cheap lines
I laughed, stepped back
Said, “Boy, listen up”
Momma raised an outlaw
Who knows real from the bluff
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Makeup off, tears on the sink
Do I walk what I talk, do I live what I preach
If the lights all fade and the crowd moves on
Will my soul still sing when the stage is gone
[Chorus]

rap, Country outlaw-pop with female vocals over moody 808s and deep kick, twangy slide guitar riffs weaving through trap hats. Verses half-sung, half-rap with attitude; hook opens wide with stacked harmonies and a singalong top line. Sparse first verse, chorus drops heavier low end and claps, bridge strips back to bass and vocal before final big chorus., beautiful, pop, deep, country, female vocals, beats