You have no right to stand there and be modest.
Who do you think you are, comming round here trying to own it all.
This world is not yours baby girl.
I control everything you do,
From the way you do your hair, to the way you sip your tea
Im the one you think about at night when you cant sleep.
I am the fantasy you wish you could live out in reality.
Let me give you some advise,
You need to show your skin girrll.
Let the world see something other then them black clothes you like to wear,
Show off them curves and that tight body.
Be the one that your mamma told you not to be.
the man said to me,
as i walked down the street.