Grace Sewell

You Don't Own Me
You don't own me You don't own me Woah, let's go But I'm Gerald and I can always have just I want She's that baddest I would love to flaunt Take her shopping, you know Yves Saint Laurent But nope, she ain't with it though All because she got her own dough Boss bossed if you don't know She could never ever be a broke hoe You don't own me I'm not just one of your many toys You don't own me Don't say I can't go with other boys Don't tell me what to do And don't tell me what to say Please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display You don't own me Don't try to change me in any way You don't own me Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay Songtexte Don't tell me what to do And don't tell me what to say Please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display Re-re-re-re-re-really though, honestly I get bored of basic bitches She's the baddest, straight up vicious, texting her asking her If shes alone and if she'd sent some pictures, she said no (what) Well goddamn, she said come over and see it for yourself Never asking for your help, independent woman She ain't for the shelf No, she's the one Smoke with her untill the weed is gone Stayin' up until we see the sun Baddest ever, I swear she do it better than I've ever seen it done Never borrow, she ain't ever loan That's when she told me she ain't never ever ever ever gonna be owned I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young I'm free and I love to be free To live my life the way I want To say and do whatever I please Huh! Hey! (You don't own me) Ohh-oh noo Ok - Ohh Noo no-oh (You don't own me) Ohhh No no no Don't, you don't (You don't own me) But just know, you never met somebody like me before tho Nah nah nah nah nah nah (You don't own me) Easy You don't own me Aus Songtexte Mania