| I been a shoulder when he’s broken
|
| A piggybank when she broke him
|
| Even been a temporary bed where he could lie
|
| And I
|
| Been the pawn piece up in the middle
|
| And ratchet bitch for him a little
|
| Even been the other woman couple others on the side
|
| And I
|
| Been every woman that you could think of
|
| Been the reason for some breakups
|
| Been a lotta different things in my life
|
| And I
|
| Ain’t never looked into his eyes
|
| And saw without me he would die
|
| It’s been a minute now but finally I decided
|
| I wanna place a band on the hand of the man that I love
|
| And know that he would never take it off, never take it off
|
| I wanna stand before God and make good on my vows
|
| Trust in him and never have a doubt, not a doubt in my mind
|
| Been called bae, brown suga, thickums, call me later, even called ride-or-die
|
| Been called feisty, and wifey and I must say it was nice
|
| But I’m never called what I want most in my life
|
| Cause I ain’t never been called a bride
|
| I been called matchmaker by the bestie
|
| Everything my sister let me
|
| Driven past couple houses middle of the night
|
| And I
|
| Been called God-mama by her baby
|
| And 'girl you know you crazy'
|
| I been a lotta different things in my life
|
| Been every woman you can think of
|
| Black eye cover makeup
|
| Been called a couple things the I can’t say but I
|
| Ain’t never looked into his eyes
|
| And saw without me he would die
|
| It’s been a minute now but I finally decided
|
| I wanna place a band on the hand of the man that I love
|
| And know that he would never take it off, never take it off
|
| I wanna stand before God and make good on my vows
|
| Trust in him and never have a doubt, not a doubt in my mind
|
| Been called bae, brown suga, thickums, call me later, even called ride-or-die
|
| Been called feisty, and wifey and I must say it was nice
|
| But I’m never called what I want most in my life
|
| I ain’t never been called a bride
|
| I make it look good don’t I
|
| Said I make it look real real good don’t I
|
| Cause I pick up the pieces each time better than before
|
| Heartbreak ain’t supposed to be part of my story no more
|
| I know I’m not the only one in the field goin' through it
|
| Cause I had too many ladies hit me up say they was goin' through it
|
| I’m sick of giving up he perks to these selfish niggas who won’t do the work
|
| It’s gettin' hard to keep believing
|
| What we not receiving |