Mascara Lyrics by Jazmine Sullivan
Not my head, in my ass baby, but so what?
I'd give my rent payment and then my tits get me trips
To places I can't pronounce right
This are to keep me coming and fucking my body tight
And them bitches stay mad 'cause I'm living the life
'Cause I'm living the life, oh
Most people think I'm shallow
'Cause I'm always dressed like I'm going out to the club,
But I gotta keep up 'cause there's chicks poppin' every day
And they want the same things
So I never leave the house without the make-up on,
I keep mascara in my pocket if I'm running to the market
'Cause you never know who's watching you
So I got to stay on, I got to stay on
I got to stay on, I got to stay on
So I got to stay on!
No, I ain't got a job, but so what?
I don't need it when I'm getting everything that I want,
and everything that I ask for
I want them ?? but that ain't give me more
And them bitches stay mad 'cause they working so hard
While their work ain't so smart, oh
This the small price to pay when you're living this god
and it keep me in the heels, and it kept me up the hood
'Cause there's chicks poppin' every day
And they want the same things
So I never leave the house without the make-up on,
I keep mascara in my pocket if I'm running to the market
'Cause you never know who's watching you
So I got to stay on, I got to stay on
I got to stay on, I got to stay on
So I got to stay on!
Now, I know why you're looking at me like that
That ain't attractive when you're looking at me like that,
No, don't be mad 'cause why you're cooking diner for your bro
When you could be in the gym working that ass big like me?
So, don't I deserve to be privileged?
Don't I deserve to get the very best?
'Cause it isn't this fun all the time,
'Cause if it was, we all could do it
But we can't, no no
Those hoes don't kill my body, don't make it to west coast
'Cause I ain't let you bye bye
Go for the girls in the whole world,
So I got to stay on!
So I never leave the house without the make-up on,
I keep mascara in my pocket if I'm running to the market
'Cause you never know who's watching you
So I got to stay on, I got to stay on
I got to stay on, I got to stay on
So I got to stay on!
I got to stay on, I got to stay on
So I got to stay on!
Oh oh
Yeah, she tryina go boys crazy
She knows, all the hoes want your ass
That ass, make a man leave home, uh
That's why she keeps her mascara on
