pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet
keep it pretty
pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet


on your front line
front page
front of the sunday times
click
wrapped up in that rubber
bad as a mother
fuck she fine
click
flashing lights
break the internet with them thighs
click
flash bouncing off those pretty lensed eyes
switch

mother mary full of grace
mother watch over me
may you watch over my tongue
'cause if i don't watch it mother
it will be the end of me

i'm thinking i'm gifted from god
thinking i'm lifted from eve
thinking i'm better than you
never you cuter than me
figure i'm taking your spot
figure your man want me more
i'm a fucking thot?
i'm everything right with the world
everything right with the thought of a girl

mother he hurts me
but mother he's stressed
don't judge him please
he say he's stressed mother
he know he could lose his stress in me
never you mind me

never you never you mind
my open legs
my free hair
exposed skin
my spine
may you find yourself blind
to the sweet talk
to the lies
two x's on my womb
one for each of your eyes
ain't i

pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet
keep it pretty
pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet

at the front desk fronting
holding down the nest
holding the tongue
holding it up
holding a child on our breast
holding her pride under her foot
ever passing the test
real women hold it together
ever looking their best
no rest

mother he loves me
i swear to thee
he ain't as full of grace as thee
he's human
mother he's simply deficient in patience
see?

i'm the end of your innocence
end of the mission
since ever a eden
a garden of incident
ever a eve never listening
need all my apples for sinning
so keep it inside
shut the blinds
keep it where i can't find ya
keep your eyes down
don't lust for
i'm a curse on all of your houses sir

mother i'm his pet peeve
mother it's just that i rub him wrong
god said to correct me
maybe that means that i gotta learn
and maybe that means that i gotta bleed

but never you never you mind mother
forget-me-nots around my eyes
blue violet reminders mother
may you watch over my eyes mother
show me how not to be blind mother
and know when to keep it quiet
learn to stay a step behind
won't you keep me

never you mind me
but ever you ever you find me
ever you hide me
and ever i'm peeking
from under the table i play soft in pink dressing
over and over the candles i pray
i utter the blessings

keep her locked up
keep her locked up
keep her
keep her
keep keep keep
keep her locked
love a little

never you mind us
behind the abaya
behind the fire
our fathers try but
they can't ever hide us

pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet
keep it pretty
pretty pretty
sell your soul for the pretty
keep keep keep
keep it quiet