You Try Being a Lady
So I heard that you told Bobby who told Ashley
Who told Jason who told Casey who told Ant
Who told Lisa who told Bria…
That you thought I wasn’t a lady?
Why though?
Because I don’t bend at the whim of a man?
Because I don’t just settle for whatever someone thinks I’m worth?
Because I slouch with my legs cocked open when I sit to be comfortable,
As opposed to the stuck up, over confidant broads
Who sit with the right leg hanging over the left with their backs straight like a table?
Or maybe it’s because I refuse to keep my thoughts to myself,
And firing off at me will make me come back at you
Harder than you’ve ever seen a woman come at you.
Whatever the case may be
Your words can never faze me.
Think about what I’m saying
And maybe you could try being a REAL lady.