But you end up with one-night stands
He could be your whole life, if you got past one night
You're more than a fan, lookin' for a man
You did too much, met somebody
'Cause you all look the same, everyone knows your name
Never miss a night 'cause your dream in life
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire
Is to be a footballers wife
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller
And spent the night gettin'
And you're lucky it's ladies night
You don't like players, that's what you say-a
And the men notice you with your Gucci bag crew
In the mornin' you're vexed, he's onto the next
You don't like players, that's what you say-a
Without girls like you, there'd be no fun
Don't be too upset, if they call you a skank
Can't tell who he's lookin' to
Don't be mad at me 'cause you're pushin' thirty
We'd go to the club and not see anyone
Without girls like you, there's no nightlife
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller
With your big empty purse, every week it gets worse
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire
But that part never goes right
Or them big ballers, don't do nothing for ya
And you didn't even get no text
At least your breasts cost more than hers
And your old tricks no longer work
You can't sit down right 'cause your jeans are too tight
So you did Miami 'cause you got there for free
All those men just go home to their wives
But somehow you missed the plane
You should have known from the jump
You don't like ballers, they don't do nothin' for ya
And that's your whole claim to fame
'Cause like the news, everyday you get pressed
