They say, "How do you do it?" Spite
They say, "How do you keep me so tight?" (So tight)
Well, I keep my mouth runnin', stop bitin' my tongue in (ooh)
I say whatever the hell that I like
And every mornin', the moment I wake up (wake up)
Before I put up any makeup (makeup)
I walk down the stairs, pull up a chair
And I pour myself a cup of men's tears (that's right, I said it)
Cheers! (Bad bitches get it)
Yeah, might be cold-blooded
But the hot girls, we love
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears
I'ma throw 'em a pity party
Make it sweet, boy, make it salty
'Cause it's better than that coffee
And I'm tired (I'm tired)
Ladies, I know that you're tired (ooh, yes, I'm tired)
And in the mornin', the moment I wake up (wake up)
Before puttin' on any makeup (makeup)
Just walk down the stairs, pull up a chair
And you pour yourself a cup of men's tears (that's right, I said it)
Cheers! (Bad bitches get it)
Yeah, might be cold-blooded
But the hot girls, we love
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears (cheers!)
Here's to the ones that have hurt me
I'm fed up, it makes me so thirsty
They did me dirty for years, and years, and years
So sit there and wallow, baby, this time I swallow
And pour myself a cup of men's tears (that's right, I said)
Cheers! (Bad bitches get it)
Yeah, might be cold-blooded
But the hot girls, we love
So pour yourself a cup of men's tears
(That's right, I said) ah
(Bad bitches) mm, tastes so good
Oh, mm-mm
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