Guys go crazy over this type of girl,
She always pay people no mind cause she's in her own world,
The girl think she fly and look better then the rest,
A human size barbie with the matching b-cup chest,
Fresh sneakers and chanell perfume,
She outta this world the girl from Neptune,
She only shop ain't got time to hit the books,
Every time She walk by a nigga she give him dirty looks, Every girl Envies her and every guy doesn't like her,
And every other day of the week a girl wanna fight her,
But in secret, she's a slide, a easy one time joyride,
Her legs is the only math she knew how to divide,
Hot tension and fumes fill up the room when she walk this way,
The girl got no mind her bra size D is higher then her grades,
She walks back home on the gloomy path of bad,
To her jobless mom and her alcoholic dad,
Runs to go check the mail the mailbox was full,
She scans through them sees a letter addressed to her from her school,
She wonder what it is by now it's raining with thunder,
Come to find out she, won't be graduating this summer,
She goes inside the house open the door of death,
As daddy drags her in the room alcohol still on his breath,
Her mom cries to herself cause she knows she's next, While she hears her husband forcing her daughter to have sex,
The same girl that thinks she got it going on like that,
Is looking in the mirror thinking she's ugly and fat,
If she was such a dime how come she didn't have a man,
But little did she know there was one with a plan,
The kid name was Maxamillion talked his way into her life,
Word got around school that they was hubby and wife,
Days turned into to months and he got what he wanted,
After all those times she sat there and fronted,
He took away her V or known as virginity,
And soon Maxamillion turned into a enemy,
The same guys that dropped jaws now shake they head in shame,
This girl never liked Nintendo but she fell for the game,
She tried to be something that god wouldn't even wanna make,
And she blew her chance like candles on a birthday cake, Now look who's all alone on the road of the forgotten,
The delicate conceited girl was left out in the cold and now she turned rotten,
The moral of this story is conceited girls just be yourself,
Cause in reality you got as many problems as everybody else.
"The Clean Up Man"
-Kwame The Great (The Name Says It All)
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she's a dime and she knows it
i would never try to holla
only because she wouldn't hear it
she can have whatever man
no need to choose one
so i tell her what she already knows and move on
yea she's kinda cute
but i can't turn her flaws into attributes
confused so she's viewed as rude
and im really not in the mood
to satisfy her ego
her towers have fallen
now she stuck at ground zero
but ya view on yaself is pretty lame
could of been a leading dame
it's sad you suffer inner shame
independent woman who intake the most pain
appear strong but dont want to die alone with there self-gain
they seek a man just as any other woman would...
she just puts up a tougher front,
her relationship will end next month
and do not save me the last dance
because my feet are far from perfect
you will be alone along time...
i hope that it's all worth it...
conceited girls hardly make it in the end
and thats why the prom queen only has 3 friends
she is a rose with the thorns
guarenteed heartbreak,
you all have been warned
to all those taken by a pretty face know this,
her beauty can be a shield unnoticed.....
"The Last Real Nigga Left"
-Steven Devaughn
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