Real ass bitch, give a f*ck about everything
Wedding rings, switching lanes, I'm so accustomed to the finer things
I can do all things, I'm invested
With no help like I got a death wish
Is it the women's intuition I was blessed with
Because my mama, and her mama, and her mama
Lived the Cinderella story
An old ass fable
Being a black woman is being a damn dinner table
Too thin, too fat, I bend my back, until it breaks and cracks
To unfold and uphold
The plates, the stares, the sheisty prayers
From which you niggas eat
This shit ain't sweet
I am the inception of conception
You niggas should bow to my feet
Depressed
Girl digress
Take a Recess
Where the trees it
I'm with the B.S.,BS, BS
Bachelors of Science, Boujee Sistas, or Bull Shit
Pick your poison
Either way I'm on some cool shit
F*ck your opinion
F*ck your standards
F*ck your labels
Get the f*ck of my back
Cause I ain't your dinner table
Omfb818 - Dinner Table (feat. T.R.E.N.D.Y.) Lyrics
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Real ass bitch, give a f*ck about everything
Wedding rings, switching lanes, I'm so accustomed to the finer things
I can do all things, I'm invested
With no help like I got a death wish
Is it the women's intuition I was blessed with
Because my mama, and her mama, and her mama
Lived the Cinderella story
An old ass fable
Being a black woman is being a damn dinner table
Too thin, too fat, I bend my back, until it breaks and cracks
To unfold and uphold
The plates, the stares, the sheisty prayers
From which you niggas eat
This shit ain't sweet
I am the inception of conception
You niggas should bow to my feet
Depressed
Girl digress
Take a Recess
Where the trees it
I'm with the B.S.,BS, BS
Bachelors of Science, Boujee Sistas, or Bull Shit
Pick your poison
Either way I'm on some cool shit
F*ck your opinion
F*ck your standards
F*ck your labels
Get the f*ck of my back
Cause I ain't your dinner table
Wedding rings, switching lanes, I'm so accustomed to the finer things
I can do all things, I'm invested
With no help like I got a death wish
Is it the women's intuition I was blessed with
Because my mama, and her mama, and her mama
Lived the Cinderella story
An old ass fable
Being a black woman is being a damn dinner table
Too thin, too fat, I bend my back, until it breaks and cracks
To unfold and uphold
The plates, the stares, the sheisty prayers
From which you niggas eat
This shit ain't sweet
I am the inception of conception
You niggas should bow to my feet
Depressed
Girl digress
Take a Recess
Where the trees it
I'm with the B.S.,BS, BS
Bachelors of Science, Boujee Sistas, or Bull Shit
Pick your poison
Either way I'm on some cool shit
F*ck your opinion
F*ck your standards
F*ck your labels
Get the f*ck of my back
Cause I ain't your dinner table
Writer: Kimberly Boyd
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