They got her singin the blues
There's either no God or there is
and He don't care 'bout you
Make money 'til the cash starts rustlin'
She's got the keys to the till
Her scent is dancin' like a pyre
Are you seeing, what I'm seeing?
She's just a woman in charge of a plan
Some love 'em and then leave 'em
It doesn't make a difference
They're angry little dogs
But she don't care what they say
Same men that tell her, "Stop"
Are the same suckers that pay
There's no romancin' when a woman
makes her money from dancin'
She's not gon' fall for your charm
You have to call her stupid just to
Now, she's doing sex work
Pays bills while you all still text jerks
She buys her own damn meals
You sit at home and masturbate while
she plays grown-ups for for real
Are you seeing, what I'm seeing?
In control, in command (In control,
Some love 'em and then leave 'em
It ain't your goddamn business
This girl's a new creation
She'll change your whole damn life
You just watch one of her vids
She's doing porn again (ooh)