| Something like my Maker, I say you the best
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| I know you can’t see it all by yourself
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| But you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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| ‘Cause God ain’t made you like anybody else
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| Don’t let nobody tell you that you anything less
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| ‘Cause you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, yeah
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| She check out her reflection in the mirror
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| But some reason, she don’t see that beauty is in the picture
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| Thinking her image flawed ‘cause he ain’t made her like these models
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| Or her figure’s a mistake, he only making Coke bottles
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| Naw, Coke bottles are plastic
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| Mannequins are plastic but you are fantastic
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| She don’t believe it so it’s driving her insane
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| This diet don’t seem to work, she eating to ease the pain
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| The world tell her that somehow she doesn’t matter
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| Besides, the perfect girls live happily ever after
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| No idea she been crafted by the Master
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| Uniquely in his image baby, that is no disaster
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| Something like my Maker, I say you the best
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| I know you can’t see it all by yourself
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| But you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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| ‘Cause God ain’t made you like anybody else |
| Don’t let nobody tell you that you anything less
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| ‘Cause you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, yeah
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| She begging for a hero, but villains is all she see though
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| Thinks she’s less than other people, she is a size zero
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| Her ribs touching, not ‘cause of a lack of food
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| But after every meal, she heads to the bathroom
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| Stick her finger down her throat, thinking that will give her hope
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| If her weight will never grow, maybe they will love her more
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| On a journey to acceptance ‘cause she ain’t been there before
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| She ain’t perfect, and commercials do their best to let her know
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| But if she only knew who she was in God’s view
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| Made his children with a purpose, girl and that includes you
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| Let this statement give you comfort boo, ‘cause that includes truth
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| God is in love with you, you ain’t gotta look far for proof
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| Something like my Maker, I say you the best
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| I know you can’t see it all by yourself
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| But you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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| ‘Cause God ain’t made you like anybody else
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| Don’t let nobody tell you that you anything less |
| ‘Cause you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, yeah
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| I wrote this for you, this is your song
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| You his baby doll, I know I ain’t wrong
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| Beauty’s from the Creator, and it ain’t measured in weight
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| You are great just how you are, I don’t care what that TV say
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| Your DNA is complete, his artistry’s in your genes
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| That don’t make him less creative ‘cause you don’t fit in them jeans
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| You ain’t got a clue the way he see you
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| This planet is his canvas, and you his Mona Lisa …
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| Something like my Maker, I say you the best
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| I know you can’t see it all by yourself
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| But you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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| ‘Cause God ain’t made you like anybody else
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| Don’t let nobody tell you that you anything less
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| ‘Cause you are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, yeah |