You Dont Do It for the Men Men Never Notice Lyrics . The song name is Fancy feat Swizz Beatz which is sung by Drake feat. T.I. & Swizz Beatz
You Dont Do It for the Men Men Never Notice Lyrics
Go, go ‘head (Go, go, go)
Go, go, go ‘head (Go, go, go)
Go, go, go, go, go, go ‘head
Go, go, go, go, go, go ‘head
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
You—you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh?
Uh, you getting ready so I know we gon’ be here awhile
In the bathroom flat irons and nail files
Spending hours in salons on your hairstyles
In the mall steady racking up the air miles
Hit the gym, step on the scales, stare at the number
You say you droppin’ 10 pounds preparin’ for summer
And you don’t do it for the man, men never notice
You just do it for yourself, you’re the fucking coldest
Intelligent too, ooh you’re my sweetheart
I’ve always liked my women book and street smart
Long as they got a little class like half days
And the confidence to overlook my past ways
Time heals all and heels hurt to walk in
But they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in
And look, I really think nobody does it better
I love the way that you put it together, uh
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
You—you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did (‘Sup, girl)
Oh, you fancy, huh?
Well, aren’t you a breath of fresh air?
From all these superficial gold digging bitches in here
They get a baller, figure they ain’t got to pick a career
Guess they plan on sucking dicks until some millions appear
Like “Voilà!” You do it right he just might buy you a car
Now she play these suckers just like B.o.B play the guitar
Now here you are with your girls having drinks at the bar
I say I’m buying, you decline, that is kinda bizarre
Independent with the demeanor of an R&B singer
Naked ring finger, M3 Bimmer
Champagne Range, triple-white Jag
Closet full of brand new clothes and handbags
Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel
D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louis and Bebe
You ain’t needy, greedy or easy as these other breezy’s
Who fuck for bottles of Riesling and bowls of baked ziti
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
You—you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh?
Atlanta girls, let me see your hands (Yeah)
Wave ’em at them bitches hating on you with their friends
(Come on) Girl you got it, let ’em know that everything big
Nails done hair done, everything big
And my NY girls, let me see your hands
Wave ’em at them bitches hating on you with their friends
(Come on) Girl you got it, let ’em know that everything big
Nails done hair done, everything big
And my LA girls, let me see your hands
Wave ’em at them bitches hating on you with their friends
(Come on) Girl you got it, let ’em know everything big
Nails done hair done, everything big
And my TO girls, let me see your hands
Wave ’em at them bitches hating on you with their friends (Yeah)
Girl you got it, let ’em know everything big
Nails done, hair done—nails done, hair done
Say go Cinderella, go Cinderella
Orgasm blush, lipstick and concealer
Devil in a tight dress, girl you a killer
And ain’t nobody realer, and ain’t nobody realer, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go (Showtime)
Go, go, go, go, go (As we proceed)
Uh, 5 and a half in boys, ass is off the hook
Cinderella ’bout to lose the glass off her foot
And when I find it is when I find you
And we can do the things we never got the time to
Better late than never but never late is better
They tell me time is money, well we’ll spend it together
I’m down for whatever, you just lead the way
We go to dinner you don’t even look at me to pay
Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me
And Jason had this girl Tammy with a purple Bentley
How she got it I ain’t never get to ask
I just knew that she was fine like a ticket on the dash
Yeah, but shout out to the homeowners
The girls that got diplomas and enough money to loan us
A little something extra, should we ever need it
If it sounds like you, then let me hear you repeat it
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
You—you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh?
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Nails done, hair done, everything did
Oh, you fancy, huh? (Fancy)