Impossible Girl

TiaCorine

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I'm just a girl (oohwee), living with men
I'm Miss Impossible Girl (yeah)
You're perfect with curls
You special, baby (oohwee)
You is not from this world (huh?)
They cannot take this Miss Impossible Girl
I'm just a girl (oohwee), living with men
I'm Miss Impossible Girl (yeah)
You're perfect with curls
You special, baby (oohwee)
You is not from this world (huh?)
They cannot take this Miss Impossible Girl

I'm gettin' bread
Just to say that I'm straight
Like the lies that you say to my face
Never goin' to tell you what I know
It's okay, I get hurt by niggas every day
I pray to God for the day that I blank
I pray to God for the day that I wake
Gotta stay focused
Just to say what I make
I cry hard, then I laugh to the bank

Okay, I don't really know what you thought
I got niggas, got hoes, I got thots
More money, more problems
More opps
Just ballin 'til I'm dead
I can't stop, just watch
I'ma give it all that I got
I be smilin', but, I never forgot
She my favorite lil' dancer in the spot
Loud booty, it's talkin' a lot
Drop hunnid-thousand ones in a block
I'm hot, pussy, two-tone Glock
Look sweet, but, it's not
Porsche, I'm whippin', I'm scrapin' the pot
Like Posrche, I'm whippin', I'm beatin the block

I'm just a girl
Some time, somewhere
I'm getting diamonds and pearls
Baby, I'm just a girl
How could you do this, baby?
I'm just a girl