| Get me out of this space, get me out of this mindset, yeah
|
| I feel like going off somewhere peaceful and quiet, yes
|
| I can hold me so close, kiss my knees in the silence
|
| Got a long way to go, but I don’t need your guidance
|
| I can be a little cruel, I can be a little anxious, yeah
|
| I used to run and hide, now I’m willing and able
|
| Hear the truth, it will follow until you invite it
|
| Strength, it comes in the abstract, no, don’t you deny it
|
| Woman, woman, woman, woman
|
| Hair so curly, skin Honduran
|
| Growing up I felt so foolish
|
| Normal never really cut it
|
| Woman, woman, woman, woman
|
| Hair so soft, your leaves are bloomin'
|
| Tamales and pots are brewin'
|
| Cinnamon horchata coolin'
|
| Let me provide, let me provide, let me provide
|
| Maíz on my thighs, -íz on my thighs, maíz on my thighs (Yeah, yeah)
|
| Let me provide, let me provide, let me provide
|
| (Ahh, ahh)
|
| Maíz on my thighs, -íz on my thighs, -íz on my thighs (Ah, hey, yeah, ah)
|
| Don’t be mistaken, I’m not here to play with
|
| I get what I’m givin', get what I deserve, ah
|
| So wrap me in patience, don’t stop me from changin'
|
| Just need you to listen and let me go
|
| Get me out of this space, get me out of this mindset, yeah
|
| I feel like going off somewhere peaceful and quiet, yes
|
| I can hold me so close, kiss my knees in the silence
|
| Got a long way to go, but I don’t need your guidance
|
| Woman, woman, woman, woman (Cut it)
|
| (I can’t let you)
|
| Woman, woman, woman, woman (Cut it)
|
| (I can’t let you)
|
| Tamales and pots are brewin' (Cut it)
|
| (I can’t let you)
|
| Woman, woman, woman, woman (Cut it) |