Fussy & Cussy – Chanty007

Fussy & Cussy

She is a fussy & cussy kind of girl, angry at the world angry at herself;

Wish I had a man, wish I was rich always wishing on the things she did not have,

Can’t tis hair get any straighter and tis curls…can’t tis curls get any tighter, always complaining never just happy

These hips they way too much, and this booty is much too round, those damn pills they can do absolute nothing

Mad, madder, maddest at the guys in her hood. They standin’ on the corner with no sense of adulthood; didn’t their momma’s teach them nothin;

They say cuss words are not for ladies, but shit this life is not for sissies. Giving all she got and he takes and he takes and he takes…never once giving back.

Moaning an groaning ‘bout the price of da orange juice, no way I’m paying for them to get rich.

I been praying she says, I been asking God, ‘Lord, please give me a new start’ but the rain it keeps on falling, always keeps on pouring.

Wish I was pretty; wish I was bold, wish I was Miss Candoitall with power to stop these bad vibes from ruling; wish I could help this little child who is calling, calling, calling;

Trying to manage it all, trying to handle it all… staring them monsters in the face just keep on hoping

That she’s covered by Grace.

 

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