Lyrics She Makes President - Sophie Hunger

Her mother's mother and her mom
Never had much fun
Took the blood like down in silence
Sit their shame inside their part
She's got the toning in her hear
She needs no blessing, no respect
You come by her favorite???
But you can't give all what you'll get
Huhu...
She's a loveless lad
Huhu...
She's a loveless lad
She will not make you babies
She will make the president
Her mother's mother and her sisters
What they say was of no interest
The whole wars hurt like listeners
You better care for what you ask
She was born to be in passion
Her mother's mother of that way
Hold it back your barricade
And if you will break like sugar glass
You will break like sugar glass
She's a loveless lad
Ahaha...
She's a loveless lad
She will not be miracle man
She will not be a medicine
She cannot share her big name
She will make the president