As mulheres continuam a gritar aos homens que não é justo. Eles podem flirtar (ou pior) com outras que ninguém os critica, muito pelo contrário, os amigos ainda os louvam. Elas, se jantam com um amigo já são consideradas isto, aquilo e muito mais...
Será que eles têm ideia do que as mulheres sentem?
Duas grandes artistas cantam o grito que todas as mulheres sentem em algum momento da sua vida...
Pull up your pants (just like 'em)
Take out the trash (just like 'em)
Getting your cash like him, fast like him
Girl you wanna act like he did
I'm talking 'bout, security codes on everything
Put on vibrate so your phone don't ever ring
A foreign account and another one he don't know about
Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at
Cuz I'm out, 4 in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing
What if I had a thing on the side
Made you cry
Would the rules change up or would they still apply?
If I, played you like A toy
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy
Can't be getting mad, but you're mad, can't handle that
Girl go ahead and be (just like 'em)
Go run the streets (just like 'em)
Go home missin' sleep like 'em,
Creep like 'emFront with your friends
Act hard when you with them like him
Keep a straight face when you tell a lie
Always keep an air tight alibi
Keep it hid in the dark
What he don't know won't break his heart
Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at
Cuz I'm out, 4 in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing
If I paged u (would you like that?)
Had friends (would you like that?)
Never call (would you like that?)
Hell nah, you wouldn’t like that
No!
What If I? If I, played you like a toy,
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy
Ladies não sejam chatas, amem o vosso homem mas não demasiado para ele não sentir que vos tem como garantidas e apoiem-no quase sempre...
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