This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
Bob the Builder broke my heart
Told me I need fixing
Said that I'm just nuts and bolts
Lot of parts were missing
Curvy like a cursive font
Virgin and a vixen
That’s the kind of girl he wants
But he forgot
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
Boys are always playing dolls
Looking for the Barbie
They don’t look like Ken at all
Hardly have a heartbeat
Need someone who falls apart
So he can play Prince Charming
If that’s the kind of girl he wants
Then he forgot
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
Bella Poarch - Build a B*tch
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
Bob the Builder broke my heart
Told me I need fixing
Said that I'm just nuts and bolts
Lot of parts were missing
Curvy like a cursive font
Virgin and a vixen
That’s the kind of girl he wants
But he forgot
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
Boys are always playing dolls
Looking for the Barbie
They don’t look like Ken at all
Hardly have a heartbeat
Need someone who falls apart
So he can play Prince Charming
If that’s the kind of girl he wants
Then he forgot
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
You don’t get to pick and choose
Different ass and bigger boobs
If my eyes are brown or blue
This ain’t build a bitch (a bitch)
I'm filled with flaws and attitude
So if you need perfect
I'm not built for you
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
(La la la la, la la la la la la la)
Bella Poarch - Build a B*tch

anônima
I’m a phoenix in the water
A fish that’s learnt to fly
And I’ve always been a
daughterBut feathers are meant for the sky
So I’m wishing, wishing further
For the excitement to arrive
It’s just I’d rather be causing the chaos
Than laying at the sharp end of this knife
With every small disaster
I’ll let the waters still
Take me away to some place real
‘Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone
It's where you go when you’re alone
It's where you go to rest your bones
It’s not just where you lay your head
It’s not just where you make your bed
As long as we’re together, does it matter where we go?
Home, home
So when I’m ready to be bolder
And my cuts have healed with time
Comfort will rest on my shoulder
And I’ll bury my future behind
And I’ll always keep you with me
You’ll be always on my mind
But there’s a shining in the shadows
I’ll never know unless I try
With every small disaster
I’ll let the waters still
Take me away to some place real
‘Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone
Is where you go when you’re alone
Is where you go to rest your bones
It’s not just where you lay your head
It’s not just where you make your bed
As long as we’re together, does it matter where we go?
Home, home, home, home
‘Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone
Is where you go when you’re alone
Is where you go to rest your bones
It’s not just where you lay your head
It’s not just where you make your bed
As long as we’re together, does it matter where we go?
Home, home, home, home. Essa Gabrielle Aplin