Fuck Me Pumps

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 footballer's 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-nights-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
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 pressed.

You don't like players
That's what you say-a
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or 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 you're lucky it's ladies night.

With your big empty purse
Every week 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 you're pushing thirty
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the jump
That you always get dumped
So dust off your fuck me pumps.