When you walk in the bar
And you dressed like a star
Rocking your F me pumps
And the men notice you
With your Gucci bag crew
Can't tell who he's looking to
Cause you all look the same
Everyone knows your name
And that's your whole claim to fame
Never miss a night
Cause your dream in life
Is to be a footballer's wife
You don't like players
That's what you say
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire
You don't like ballers
They don't do nothing for you
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller
You're more than a fan
Looking for a man
But you end up with one-night stands
He could be your whole life
If you got past one night
But that part never goes right
In the morning you're vexed
He's onto the next
And you didn't even get no taste
Don't be too upset
If they call you a skank
Cause like the news everyday you get pressed
You don't like players
That's what you say
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire
Or them big ballers
Don't do nothing for you
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller
You can't sit down right
Cause your jeans are too tight
And you're lucky it's ladies night
With your big empty purse
Every week it gets worse
At least your breasts cost more than hers
So you did Miami
Cause you got there for free
But somehow you missed the plane
You did too much E
Met somebody
And spent the night getting caned
Without girls like you
There'd be no fun
We'd go to the club and not see anyone
Without girls like you
There's no nightlife
All those men just go home to their wives
Don't be mad at me
Cause you're pushing thirty
And your old tricks no longer work
You should have known from the jump
That you always get dumped
So dust off your fuck me pumps