Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt, and bewildered.
Everyone’s just laughing at me. I hate it. Big breasts, big ass, big deal, Can’t I be anything else? Gee, how long can you be sexy?
A sex symbol becomes a thing. I just hate to be a thing.
A photographer once told me that my two best points are between my waist and my neck.
My cell is ringing off the hook. d*mn. Sometimes it sucks looking this good.
Right now, you’re probably thinking, “How she get in them jeans?” Well, I’m gifted, all natural, and burstin at the seams.
Konichiwa Bitches by Robyn Lyric
She was a model chick, pretty thick in them jeans, walking out the store on 25th.
What I Need by Deep Side Lyric
Whether it’s stiletto heels or puma sneaks, this girl damages your mind so you can’t speak.
Cute enough to make you look twice, sweet enough but not too nice, a little crazy but not too wild, the kinda girl that’ll make you smile.
Her beauty stops them dead in their tracks. Her smile lights up a room.
You feeling me, boy. You like my style. Pretty blue eyes and that sexy smile.
I walk in the room like ba-ba-ba BAM. All the boys stutter, “da-da-da d*mn!”