Draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man You did some bad things, but I’m the worst of them Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie They say looks can kill and I might try I don’t dress for women I don’t dress for men Lately I’ve been dressing for revenge
I don’t start shit, but I can tell you how it ends Don’t get sad, get even So on the weekends I don’t dress for friends Lately I’ve been dressing for revenge
She needed cold hard proof so I gave her some She had the envelope, where you think she got it from? Now she gets the house, gets the kids, gets the pride Picture me thick as thieves with your ex-wife And she looks so pretty Driving in your Benz Lately she’s been dressing for revenge
She don’t start shit, but she can tell you how it ends Don’t get sad, get even So on the weekends She don’t dress for friends Lately she’s been dressing for revenge
Ladies always rise above Ladies know what people want Someone sweet and kind and fun The lady simply had enough While he was doing lines And crossing all of mine Someone told his white collar crimes to the FBI And I don’t dress for villains Or for innocents I’m on my vigilante shit again
I don’t start shit, but I can tell you how it ends Don’t get sad, get even So on the weekends I don’t dress for friends Lately I’ve been dressing for revenge