Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If The Shoe Fits, artist - George the poet.
Date of issue: 19.10.2014
Song language: English
If The Shoe Fits |
Your boyfriends about to become your ex-boyfriend |
Them lonely nights won’t be nice so its sex toys then |
See he wears the trousers |
Thats where the deep held power dwells |
Unfortunately theres no female parallels |
It’s a man’s world, why would we help ourselves? |
He strolls in smelling like female shower gels |
Insulting your intelligence |
Asking what’s the relevance of the fact you’ve never seeing Radox in this place |
He needs a box in his face |
You’re like, if your gonna cheat |
At least be weary and clever |
We did the shopping together |
You bought Imperial Leather |
Furthermore, who smells so fresh at 3pm? |
And where’s your precious BBM? |
That phone always seems to be on infront of me |
But I can never seem to reach you on it, funnily |
No, you weren’t at the gym |
Cause where’s your gym bag? |
Where’s the tension in your muscles you thin slag? |
On Whatsapp your last seen every 5 minutes |
Until i’ve got something to say |
I’m sick of tryna guess who your fucking today |
Who your tucking away |
But see I’m stuck in a way |
Cause I love you to death, but I hate this for the life of me |
Why can we not have the most basic of privacy? |
Why does she have to leave traces that I can see? |
Why don’t you put in any effort when you lie to me? |
So I don’t find scratches on your back |
Why is there no dry patches on your back? |
You barely cream a leg if I don’t scream and beg, so tell me |
Which one of them ratchets on your sack |
With a mattress and a flat, just gave you a massage |
You wasn’t waved, you wasn’t charged |
So you definitely remember |
I’m making an effort |
No I’m making an effort to keep my temper |
But I don’t know why you’re stuttering |
Maybe your chocking on a lie your uttering |
But listen, if I find the slut again |
I won’t cry i’ll cut her skin |
If the shoe fits, wear it boy |
(Do you know how crazy you sound right now) |
If the shoe fits, wear it boy |
Apart form lazy, you’re downright foul |
See the drama breaks your boredum |
You find it kinda live |
If your day consisted of a more than a minor a 9 to 5 |
You wouldn’t stay so twisted and flawed |
You would find some kinda drive |
Instead of obsessing over having a man to squeeze |
Coming up with these elaborate fantasies |
Getting mad at different women |
You need to get over your Dad and just forgive him |
Yeah, I know |
I know you had it bad in the beginning |
But every ones dealing with the challenges of living (challenges of living) |
I know your dad hurt you with his callous disposition |
And his is malace of a villian |
But it’s not my fault that a gyallis is within him |
If I’m chattin' to a gyal, this isn’t sinning |
Ey why are we having the same conversations that we had in the beginning? |
A year and a month in |
(Is my patience not appearing to run thin, or is there just a problem with your |
hearing or something?) |
If the shoe fits wear it boy |
(If the shoes fits, I can’t fucking take it) |
Nah that’s too much disrespect for you, fuck swallowing pride |
How can such a massive prick, be so hollow inside? |
He don’t even see this as an issue to attend to |
He don’t resent you, and he won’t pretend to |
You fight, he leaves, cause thats what men do |
Part of you wants to follow his ride |
But all hope for tomorrow has died |
You kinda wanna catch him dating a next girl |
Cause you’re sick and you’re tired of waiting to exhale |
And set sail for the stress within |
You even get selfless and message him |
After you, use to be selfish and mess with him |
Hours rolling by |
First it’s slow replies, now it’s no reply |
But after a night of violent drama |
You would rather just find some kind of karma |
A knight in shining armour |
Now that’s when you realised i was golden guy |
So you move like a spy, Austin Powers: Golden eye |
Left your girlfriends place to get yourself some space |
You never told a lie but you never told her why |
Don’t deny, You was coming to my road alie? |
Yeah |
Tears gave you swollen eyes |
Mandem on the corner try holla at you |
But they see you walk to my door |
And I know them guys |
So there momentary hoping and scoping dies |
That’s when I open up, arms open wide |
Go chat to the mandem, alright |
Go inside, take off your coat and pride |
Our eyes coincide (yeahh) |
I ask myself |
Does she really wanna talk? |
And I found no answer |
Other than it’s probable |
But if you was with your girls |
Coming to me to talk about man trouble isn’t logical |
I get a blanket from the cupboard |
Thinking sod it all |
You can’t stand it getting smothered and you sob some more |
I know your in a little muddle and it’s horrible |
That’s okay lets just cuddle in this corridor |
Come here |
I found you on the verge of disillusion |
But you |
Came here in search of a solution |
Flesh on your body in perfect distribution |
The fact he thinks hes worth it is amusing |
What he’s a player? |
This niggas losing |
If I was him i’d be vexed for real |
Look at the sex appeal, your figures oozing |
Please don’t think this is standard customer service |
I ain’t tryna make you feel flustered and nervous |
Even though you’re sweet, you ain’t just a dessert |
Cause without the cake, the custard is worthless |
I know it feels good to be understood |
But if someones got to do it, I’m the one that should |
So let me take away the pain |
It’s never too late to play the game |
(It's never too late to play the game) |
Then after the screams and tangled legs |
The bubble baths and the beans and scrambled eggs |
You won’t feel bad |
How scandalous is this? |
That will teach him not to handle his business |
You better be careful what you say to me |
(Fucking fool) |
Cause it might turn around on you |
You better be careful what you do to me |
Cause somebody might do it to you |