I suppose I should tell you what this bitch is thinking You'll find me in the studio and not in the kitchen I won't be bragging 'bout my cars or talkin' 'bout my chains No need to shake my arse for you 'cos I got a brain If I told you 'bout my sex life you'd call me a slut When boys be talkin' 'bout their bitches no one's making a fuss There's a glass ceiling to break, uh huh, there's money to make And now it's time to speed it up 'cos I can't move atthis pace Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say I'll go ahead and say them anyway Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch If you're not a size 6 and you're not good looking Well you'd better be rich or be real good at cooking You should probably lose some weight 'cos we can't see your bones You should probably fix your face or you'll end up on your own Don't you want to have somebody who objectifies you Have you thought about your butt who's going to tear it in two We've never had it so good, uh huh, we're out of the woods And if you can't detect the sarcasm you've misunderstood Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say I'll go ahead and say them anyway Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch Inequality promises that it's here to stay Always trust the injustice 'cos it's not goin' away Inequality promises that it's here to stay Always trust the injustice 'cos it's not goin' away Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say I'll go ahead and say them anyway Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits It's hard, it's hard, it's hard out here for a bitch