Ain't a Man Lyrics

Hundred thirty seven percent

Climbing rate of the beauties' brutality

Mortality standing right infront of me

My hands in the hand of her hand

Then his hand

A fettish of the gun

Lesbians fun just because they ain't a man

Sit and stare you're proud of it

You're money dumps in but you

You won't admit

Streets tend to treat us peculiar

Offer us a job just to go and get fucked

Hustle every day on the corner

She wanna run away from the man that stones her

Ain't a man

I ain't a man

Ain't a man

I ain't a man

(Don't understand)

I ain't a man

I ain't a man

(Don't understand)

I ain't a man

(Don't understand)

I know it's just hard to see it right

I guess my skirt is welcoming to you right

He seems to be a god ain't that right

Your book is pretty light for a dim right

I know it's just hard to see it right

Fatality is rising but to you it's a fight

Pick a side yet "It's all muddy"

You were never even for me

So I guess it's funny