Monogamy
You knew he had a girl but that's what she deserved, believing love is real
This is your best game, they all know your name keeping their men on their chains
Little do they know that's what you look for, and then you pick up your A-Game
You cringe at couples who flaunt their loving yet you wink at every man next to their Women
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
Those girls who liked you, you end up playing too
Toying with their boyfriends in their room
Now all your friends are gone, and your boyfriend fled off cause he wanted more than a Hoe
Monogamy is not what god had wanted, that's your sacred rule of life
So bow your head and hope your soul will stay whole, and shake upon entering your Church
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
Keep playing those games
Just wait till those tatas sink
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
This is your best game, they all know your name keeping their men on their chains
Little do they know that's what you look for, and then you pick up your A-Game
You cringe at couples who flaunt their loving yet you wink at every man next to their Women
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
Those girls who liked you, you end up playing too
Toying with their boyfriends in their room
Now all your friends are gone, and your boyfriend fled off cause he wanted more than a Hoe
Monogamy is not what god had wanted, that's your sacred rule of life
So bow your head and hope your soul will stay whole, and shake upon entering your Church
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
Keep playing those games
Just wait till those tatas sink
So grab your heels and your purse
Make sure your skirt is still snug
You hate all romance, it makes you nauseous
So keep those tatas raised up and perked
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Writer(s): Emily Salomone
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