She Says

Song: She Says

Album: After What Came Before

Artist: The Blend

Written by Toussaint Morrison

Released April 23, 2005

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She says it’s all about amounts and where ya’ goin’

Her attitude could take a bit out of the concrete

Don’t tell her sometin’ that she already knows kid

She’s left many men in puddles of their own embarrassment

Time after time, watched guy after guy

Get dissed and rejected, she don’t even give the time

Whenever I look her way I feel like I’m goin’ blind

I lean against the wall and I gotta ask why

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Chorus

How could someone make ya’ feel so high,

and at the same time treat ya’ so low

It was somethin’ I could see in her eye,

she wasn’t the one to chill and settle

Can’t blame a women for not wantin’ a man

togo screwin’ up her master plan

So don’t think ya mean a god damn thing,

to this girl, in this world

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Upon a packed house wrapped in midnight sheets

Cigarette smoke twirled around the light bulb gleam

Well I pace slow through the crowd like a dull daydream

Dumbfound oblivious to what was rollin’ through the entry

She passed me by, whistlin’ a tune from Pharcyde

Without thinkin’ twice I approached, “Excuse me miss, I believe

It’s been some months and long days since I could summon the stomach to tell ya’ Flowers wait and anticipate the day

With false hopes to blossom and match the beauty you obtain

Thunderstorms contend your strength, the earth moves for you

Well night after night, together we spend our time

Usually at her crib cos’ she doesn’t dig mine

I make most of the phone calls, I can’t lie

She gots me where she wants me and that’s screamin’ out loud

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Chorus

Her daddy always told her, “In awhile, girl, in awhile, girl”

Society sold her to the stylish heards, to the stylish heards

Wish I meant a god damn thing to this girl in her world

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It ain’t my place to speak or point a finger and preach

Cos’ as a male I don’t know your shoes, whatever you choose I got ya’ back and both ya’ sides

And if ya’ need to leave, get ya’ space and breathe

I can support that too, but not without tears and ink drippin’ to kill the pain

Child it’s no game, so I say

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Whether a year, or a one night thang

Satisfaction’s fast and always switchin’ up lanes

She doesn’t care to push the gas, hit the breaks, slow down or accelerate for anybody other than herself

Ya’ call it cold, snobby, or arrogant, and deny that you’re ignorant to face a female’s independence

Well after week five of the boyfriend jive, she said a committed relationship isn’t worth her time

I said, “Queen that’s coo, I don’t wanna hold ya’ down

Ya’ got two wings, now I understand why

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Chorus

She’s more than the apple of your eye with a short skirt and make-up in purse

I question what’s the truth and what’s a lie if we don’t respect her, mother of earth

Until I mean a god damn thing to this girl, I’m not sure