SASSY

She walks in the room, life's finer thing
Her bare left hand don't need a ring
Perch up high above the crowd
Quiet strength somehow seems loud
Ohhhh
They can tell, deep down she knows
What she's got
They don't level up, they call her
Nasty, trashy, sleazy, easy, bossy
Look in their eyes has become
Glassy, empty, cloudy, misty, hasty
To sum her up, but she don't
Let it make her cry she keeps her head up
Eyes on the prize
She's sassy
Can't get her down
She's sassy
Don't concern herself with small complaints
Good enough, no one's a saint
Hate all you want, it eggs her on
Use it to gauge how far she's come
Ohhhh
They can tell, deep down she knows
What she's got
They don't level up, they call her
Nasty, trashy, sleazy, easy, bossy
Look in their eyes has become
Glassy, empty, cloudy, misty, hasty
To sum her up, but she don't
Let it make her cry she keeps her head up
Eyes on the prize
She's sassy
Can't get her down
She's sassy
Hard to impress, and she needs you less
You'll be on your toes, if you stick around
Pass the mic, 'cuz she'll speak her mind
And back her up, cuz she won't back down
Hard to impress, and she needs you less
You'll be on your toes, if you stick around
Pass the mic, 'cuz she'll speak her mind
And back her up, cuz she won't back down
Hard to impress, and she needs you less
You'll be on your toes, if you stick around
Pass the mic, 'cuz she'll speak her mind
And back her up, cuz she won't back down
Don't dare call her nasty
Nasty, trashy, sleazy, easy, bossy
Look in their eyes has become
Glassy, empty, cloudy, misty, hasty
To sum her up, but she don't
Let it make her cry she keeps her head up
Eyes on the prize
She's sassy



Credits
Writer(s): Katilyn Pulcher
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