My standards, are too high for you
My shoe game, is through the roof
How i speak, is so close to perfect
I guess It's just, a side effect
I've got the walk, like a model
Body shaped, like a coke bottle
I call myself, a goddest
Because I'm always, modest
I'm like no other
No need to bother
I'm the one and only, cutie
Yes of course, a true beauty