When you walk in the bar
And you dressed like a star
Rockin' your
F me pumps
And the men notice you
With your Gucci bag crew
Can't tell
who he's lookin' to
Cuz you all look the same
Everyone knows your name
And that's your whole
claim to fame
Never miss a night
Cuz your dream in life
Is to be
a footballers wife
You don't like players
That's what you say-a
But you really wouldn't
mind a millionaire
You don't like ballers
They don't do nothing for ya
But you'd love a rich man
six foot two or taller
You're more than a fan
Lookin' for a man
But you end up with
one-night-stands
He could be your whole life
If you got past one night
But that part
never goes right
In the morning you're vexed
and he's onto the next
And you didn't even
get no taste
Don't be too upset
If they call you a skank
Cuz like the news
everyday you get press
You don't like players
That's what you say-a
But you really wouldn't
mind a millionaire
All them big ballers
Don't do nothing for ya
But you'd love a rich man
six foot two or taller
You can't sit down right
Cuz your jeans are too tight
And your lucky its
ladies night
With your big empty purse
Everyweek it gets worse
At least your breasts cost
more than hers
So you did Miami
Cuz you got there for free
But somehow
you missed the plane
You did too much E
Met somebody
And spent the night
getting caned
Without girls like you
There'd be no fun
We'd go to the club
and not see anyone
Without girls like you
There's no nightlife
All those men just
go home
to their wives
Don't be mad at me
Cuz your pushing thirty
And your old tricks
no longerwork
You should have known
from the job
That you always get dumped
So dust off
your **** me pumps