Crooked Smile feat. TLC

歌詞

[Hook] On my way on my way on my way down On my way on my way on my way down You were the one that was tryin' keep me way down But like the son now you know I find my way back round They tell me I should fix my grill 'cause I got money now I ain't gon sit around and front like I ain't thought about it A perfect smile is more appealing but it's funny how My shit is crooked look how far I done got without it I keep my twisted grill just to show the kids it's real We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still I got smart, I got rich and I got bitches still And they all look like my eyebrows thick as hell Love yourself girl or nobody will Though you a woman I don't know how you deal With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels I feel for you Killing yourself to find a man that'll kill for you You wake up put make up on stare in the mirror But it's clear that you can't face what's wrong No need to fix what God already put his paint brush on Your roommate yelling why you gotta paint so long What it's like to have a crooked smile [Hook] To all the women with the flaws, know it's hard my darling You wonder why your lonely and your man's not calling You keep falling victim 'cause your insecure And when I tell you that you're beautiful you can't be sure 'Cause he don't seem to want you back and it's got you asking So all you see is what you lacking not what you packing Take it from a man that loves what you got Baby girl you're a star don't let them tell you you're not Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair Is it real? If it's not, girl you don't care 'Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see That the hands can't touch that them broads can't be And that's you Never let 'em see you frown And if you need a friend to pick you up I'll be around And we can ride with the windows down and music loud I can tell you ain't laughed in a while but I wanna see that crooked smile [Hook] Crooked smile We can style on 'em Crooked smile We can style on 'em You were the one that was tryin' keep me way down But like the son now you know I find my way back round We don't look nothing like the people on the screen You know the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em Look at the nation that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten Seem like half the race is either on probation or in jail Wonder why we in hell 'Cause we in hell already I ask if my skin pale Would I been sell like Eminem or Adele? But one more time for the 'Ville Fuck all that beef shit nigga let's make a mil Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed Just open up that cell let my brother out of jail I got money for the bail now I'm well now If you asking will I tell now Ay hell nah I ain't snitching cause Man they give them niggas stitches now If you was around then you wouldn't need a witness now How you like this crooked smile [Hook] Crooked smile We can style on 'em Crooked smile We can style on 'em You were the one that was tryin' keep me way down But like the son now you know I find my way back round