I'm Not His Property, by Ky Moet Subscribe to rss feed for Ky Moet

First of all lets start off by saying that i don't belong to
you
Sorry, but thats not he way things are going to work
Thats the one and only rule thats going to stick with you
boo
I'm not small basketball on a tiny, tiny court
You won't be sitting around tryna boss me around
I apologize, But i don't belong to you,sorry there's no
price tag on me.
After you try that you'll be sitting down looking to the
ground
But I'm also not going to be bossed around by no gangsta
looking gee
You can think I'm your property all you want you're just not
a real man
I'm way to fine and I'm worth more than a dime
When you think about it I'm not really one of your biggest
fans
So beautiful my beauty will commit a crime
I'm not scared, I'm gonna put a stop to it ,I'll turn to you
and say "I'm not ya property".
If you really want me you'll realize it and start treating
me properly
Posted: 2009-07-14 15:10:07 UTC

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