Let me tell you somethin'

I'm just a bit sick of you youngin'
Trying to give a compliment in a rude way
It cracks me up that youâ'e jealous
This is what you say

"Oh girl where you get them boots?
They are too ugly"
Then say "Just kidding girl"
That stuff don't fly with me

My sweater matches my boots
I see the way your stare
Girl you may turn the other cheek
But I now how you care

I'm a white girl with style
That isn't acceptable to you
But you know what color tells nothing
I know how to dress too

I'm hip with latest fashion
My belt matches the outfit
My jewelry and makeup does as well
Do you have a problem with it?

Cause the very next day
I wear something cute again
You think I didn't hear you
But I heard you whispering to your friend

"Now she is doing just too much
Wearing sparkles on her shirt and eyes
Someone should inform her
She won't be getting any guys"

And to think I let you copy my work
I'm trying to help your lame ass out
But you better believe that will stop
without a question without a doubt

I wanted to smack those glasses of your face
You would have been picking up pieces of glass
But I won't stoop to your level
I have way better class

It wouldn't look to nice coming from me
If I just punched you in your face
I want to so badly I have to hold my wrist
Before making myself a disgrace

I think it''s just so humorous
That you're jealous of the way I dress
Now tomorrow on purpose
I'll be sure to show my thong and a little bit of breast :-P

So it kills you that badly
To give a compliment without getting one of your own
Oh girl you better go lay down some where
Or march your butt back home

Next time I see you whispering
You will be confronted
Don't think you can hide or not speak to me
You will be hunted

Now I will not fight you
I'll disappoint my online family and real
Thatâ's why this pen moves so very fast
Getting out what I feel