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Rapsody - Tyra Lyrics



Rapsody - Tyra Lyrics
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Damn, I'm stunnin' (fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin', I'm fine to the bone
Sweet like honey, I'm fine to the bone
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
We fine to the bone
Walk through lookin' like somethin'

Fine to the gristle
Oh, I can make a blind man whistle (woo)
Got too much love for you to ever have a issue (uh huh)
Drippin' so hard, think I baptized wit Episcopals
Walk the runway and I run away from pistols (run)
Workin' on my unity, ain't no need to diss you (yeah)
Just yet but send a threat, know I'm the bomb and the missile (uh huh)
Black woman on your own, worth more than arms full for crystals (that's true)
Say the truth hurt, gotta keep a bomb full of tissues (uh)
This education visual, it ain't a thing to be invisible (it ain't a thing)
World tryna make us all models of a criminal (yeah)
Multiply, move better, together when it's ten of you (trophy)
Gang gang, ain't nothin' changed, always keep it trill wit' you
(I'm fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin' (I'm fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (fine to the bone)
Damn, I'm stunnin' (we fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (uh, I'm fine to the bone)

Uh, skin dipped in cocoa (cocoa)
Black designer logo (logo)
My president still 44, take no Beyonce solo (yeah)
Hold those 'til we moguls
Lift every voice for the poor folk
More black owned hair stores
Revolutionary Castro
Hero wit' no mask yo
Feel like the Black Panther cast (uh huh)
Or Tyga on the last hoe, I ain't nowhere near my last goal (goals)
You looking at a winner, remember, I ain't never had dough (never)
But I walk like I got it, 'cause my blood mixed with black gold
Misty Copeland ten toes dancin' around the eyes (right)
Said I'd never make it, park the Audi in the garage (vroom)
Model of success, don't change, be who you are (yeah)
Don't matter who I'm addressing, he's cut from the same cloth (real)
I'm here for a different cause, we seldom receive applause (seldom)
Never receive awards (yeah yeah) if we ain't modelling something name Fendi, Gucci, Dior
Women like me ignore, but it's aight though
Outsiders never change what's in store
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Damn, I'm stunnin' (fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin', I'm fine to the bone
Sweet like honey, I'm fine to the bone
Walk through lookin' like somethin'
We fine to the bone
Walk through lookin' like somethin'

Fine to the gristle
Oh, I can make a blind man whistle (woo)
Got too much love for you to ever have a issue (uh huh)
Drippin' so hard, think I baptized wit Episcopals
Walk the runway and I run away from pistols (run)
Workin' on my unity, ain't no need to diss you (yeah)
Just yet but send a threat, know I'm the bomb and the missile (uh huh)
Black woman on your own, worth more than arms full for crystals (that's true)
Say the truth hurt, gotta keep a bomb full of tissues (uh)
This education visual, it ain't a thing to be invisible (it ain't a thing)
World tryna make us all models of a criminal (yeah)
Multiply, move better, together when it's ten of you (trophy)
Gang gang, ain't nothin' changed, always keep it trill wit' you
(I'm fine to the bone)

Damn, I'm stunnin' (I'm fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (we fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (fine to the bone)
Damn, I'm stunnin' (we fine to the bone)
Sweet like honey (he fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (she fine to the bone)
Walk through lookin' like somethin' (uh, I'm fine to the bone)

Uh, skin dipped in cocoa (cocoa)
Black designer logo (logo)
My president still 44, take no Beyonce solo (yeah)
Hold those 'til we moguls
Lift every voice for the poor folk
More black owned hair stores
Revolutionary Castro
Hero wit' no mask yo
Feel like the Black Panther cast (uh huh)
Or Tyga on the last hoe, I ain't nowhere near my last goal (goals)
You looking at a winner, remember, I ain't never had dough (never)
But I walk like I got it, 'cause my blood mixed with black gold
Misty Copeland ten toes dancin' around the eyes (right)
Said I'd never make it, park the Audi in the garage (vroom)
Model of success, don't change, be who you are (yeah)
Don't matter who I'm addressing, he's cut from the same cloth (real)
I'm here for a different cause, we seldom receive applause (seldom)
Never receive awards (yeah yeah) if we ain't modelling something name Fendi, Gucci, Dior
Women like me ignore, but it's aight though
Outsiders never change what's in store
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Writer: Alejandra Ghersi, Marlanna Evans, Bjork Guomindsdottir
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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