Posh Spice Girl

I'm falling out of love with my new boo
She's perfect so my homies think I'm kookoo
She talented, intelligent, and cute too
Even though there's something that makes me wanna re-do
She's kind of cookie cutter, she don't keep it hot ay
I Like that leather, like that spandex
Stunning when she walks ay
I like it when a woman keeps it classy and she's dressed to kill
I like knowing every moment is a a potential thrill

I wanna posh spice girl
A freaky one
I wanna posh spice girl
With expensive stuff
I wanna posh spice girl
A kinky one
I wanna posh spice girl
Who can take it rough

Waiving feelings, not as appealing yo
Getting bored, she too political and critical
I like making money and spending dough
I like Baroque and Rococo
But she like oh-no
There's more to life than gold
Like woman's rights and votes
I don't disagree but money pays bills
Even if its vain, money makes things real
She rather go march, but I don't see the point
When the government, is gonna keep me taxed and billed
I feel chains instilled
But she thinks she'll make a difference still
I hope she finds what she's looking for in this crazy world of shit for real

I wanna posh spice girl
A freaky one
I wanna posh spice girl
With expensive stuff
I wanna posh spice girl
A kinky one
I wanna posh spice girl
Who can take it rough

I wanna posh spice girl
A freaky one
I wanna posh spice girl
With expensive stuff
I wanna posh spice girl
A kinky one
I wanna posh spice girl
Who can take it rough

I wanna posh spice girl
A freaky one
I wanna posh spice girl
With expensive stuff
I wanna posh spice girl
A kinky one
I wanna posh spice girl
Who can take it rough



Credits
Writer(s): Gustavo Uribe
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