When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men notice you With your Gucci bag crew Can't tell who he's lookin' to Cuz you all look the same Everyone knows your name And that's you whole claim to fame Never miss a night Cuz your dream in life Is to be a footballer's wife You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire You don't like ballers They don't do nothing for ya But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller You're more than a fan Lookin' for a man But you end up with one-nights-stands He could be your whole life If you got past one night But that part never goes right In the morning you're vexed He's onto the next And you didn't even get no taste Don't be too upset If they call you a skank Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire Or them big ballers Don't do nothing for ya But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller You can't sit down right Cuz you jeans are too tight And your lucky its ladies night With your big empty purse Every week it gets worse At least your breasts cost more than hers So you did Miami Cuz you got there for free But somehow you missed the plane You did too much E Met somebody And spent the night getting cane Without girls like you There'd be no fun We'd go to the club and not see anyone Without girls like you There's no nightlife All those men just go home to their wives Don't be mad at me Cuz your brushing thirty And your old tricks no longer work You should have known from the job That you always get dumped So dust off your fuck me pumps