She Don't Really Care_1 Luv

Album: Here (2016)
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  • She grew up in Brooklyn
    She grew up in Harlem
    She grew up in Bronx
    She know she was a queen
    She lived in Queens
    Oh yeah, oh yeah
    But she don't really care
    She don't really care
    She want them diamonds in her ear
    Diamonds in the air
    Oh yeah, oh yeah

    She lived in Somalia
    Her parents from Egypt
    She was a queen in Cairo
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

    But she don't really care
    She don't really care
    She want them diamonds in her ear
    Diamonds in the air
    Oh yeah, oh yeah

    She picking all the wrong ones
    And she's looking for the right one in the wrong place
    You remember her face? The prettiest face, prettiest face
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    She looking for fulfillment
    You would think she was looking for love, searching for love
    She just looking to be taken care of
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    You can find her in Harlem or Brooklyn
    You can find her her Brixton or Kingston
    She's a queen, know what I mean?
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    She think she want a baby and she do it with the wrong one
    Cause she's looking for something but he don't really care
    He don't really care
    And life just isn't fair

    She grew up in Brooklyn (Uh-huh)
    She grew up in Harlem (Harlem)
    She grew up in Bronx
    She know she was a queen (A queen)
    She lived in Queens (Uh-huh)
    Oh yeah, oh yeah
    She don't really care
    She don't really care
    (She throw them diamonds in her air)
    Diamonds in the air, yeah
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

    She lived in Somalia, talk about it
    (Her parents from Egypt) Egypt
    (She was a queen in Cairo)
    She's a queen, yeah
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    But she don't really care
    She don't really care
    (She want them diamonds in her ear)
    Diamonds in the air
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

    Brooklyn, yeah
    You think she loves you? But she don't
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    You got to wake up, open your eyes
    See the way it really is
    (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    Brooklyn, New York
    The Bronx, Harlem baby
    New York, Brooklyn baby
    You think she loves you?
    She'll take you for everything you've got
    You gotta remember that (The Big Apple)
    New York City
    Brooklyn, Harlem, the Bronx, Brooklyn baby
    You gotta wake up brother
    Wake up, wake up, wake up
    Open up your eyes
    And realize, the truth
    Watch your step brother
    Watch your step brother
    Move it to the left, move it to the right
    Now that's exciting
    Better go home, New York City

    It's the truth, it's the dead truth
    Live truth
    It's the live truth, yeah
    It's where the life, yeah

    All along I've ignored what I've always known
    That the chair I've been sitting on is a throne
    Affection kneels at the seat of my soul

    Tell the truth it can’t get no better
    Swear to life it can’t get no better, oh no
    By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya
    By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya all along

    (One love)
    One love, one love, one love, one love
    One love, one love, one love, one love
    One love, one love, one love, one love
    One love, one love, one love, one love

    All along I was hoping understanding would be born
    I was looking for knowledge to sing my song
    But now I know that I am wisdom on my own

    Tell the truth it can’t get no better
    Swear to life it can’t get no better, oh no
    By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya
    By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya all along

    (One love)
    One love, one love, one love, one love
    One love, one love, one love, one love
    One love, one love, one love, one love
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