Fine Ass Mess

Fine Ass Mess Let me tell yo something bout you girl You can't sexy with an attitude You wanna know why? Do you wanna know why? Hear me out, shut up and listen for a me It's time to clean all these closets out, starting with you Sweet as a rose, but yet still covered in thorns It's hurting your image [hurting your image] Everyday you chose to live for the moment It sure got you dirty [it sure got you dirty] Girl, you a fine-ass mess I hate that it's true Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress Way too much been swept up under your rug Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na There's certain things that you just can't do Nobody laying in the bed that you made but you You won't see the beauty I see Red lights 'til you clean off your mirror Down and dusted, broke and disgusted Baby, don't trust the smoke and the mirrors I'll show you what's clearer You can't be a fine-ass mess I hate that it's true Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress Way too much been swept up under your rug [Bridge] She might say you're sexy The whole world knows Her beauty don't impress me cause her attitude's cold Can be classy or trashy, no way to be both Either one or the other, are you copper of gold? Are you copper or gold? Let me know Tell me why, yeah Girl, you a fine-ass mess I hate that it's true Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress Way too much been swept up under your rug You can't be a fine-ass mess I hate that it's true Baby, it's time to get the mud off your dress Way too much been swept up under your rug