Lyrics
i can't help being depressed, when i look down at my chest, oh yes, my chest it might as well be nonexistent, how can i ever compete with 34 double d's?, and i'm rollin my eyes, when i look down at my thighs, they might as well tape everything that i eat, to my legs. i am too broke for the knife, too lazy to excercise, but if i had hazel eyes, maybe i could be fly. if i had no cellulite, big breasts and pockets real wide, then maybe i, maybe i, i, i could be so fly. and if i had a small waist, i'd make the boys go insane, and maybe i, maybe i, i, i could be so fly. so fly, now listen, i've got a beautiful soul, but only 4 people know, they've known me since i was 10, beauty did not matter then. now in my twenties, all that matters, is sex cars and money, i ain't got none of the three, so basically, i am invisible to all of the fellas, and i sit at home jealous, there was no golden ticket, in my chocolate today. and worst of all, i'm reminded in the cruelest ways, of how i don't look and i should look, and that's why i say. if i had no cellulite, big breasts and pockets real wide, then maybe i, maybe i, i, i could be so fly. and if i had a small waist, i'd make the boys go insane, and maybe i, maybe i, i, i could be so fly. so fly, so basically all i need, is to be everything but me, colored contacts, liposuction, and some implants, somehow that don't make much sense, i must be out of my head, if i think, that i am governed by material things. so i decided i'm, the definition of fly, and if you want to know why, i know what money can't buy, don't go believing the hype, there's no runway in the sky, and no way you could be fly, not if it costs you a dime. if i had no cellulite, big breasts and pockets real wide, then maybe i, maybe i, i, i, i could be so fly. if i had no cellulite, the boys go insane, and maybe i, maybe i, i, i could be so fly
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Artist: elle varner