Phoney Ladies Lyrics

Phoney Ladies lyrics

If you’re gonna play with my soul,

Why don’t you take a look at your
own first.

No pain is lean enough, it’s always filled with hurt,

And those feelings, you know I felt them first

And it hurts.



So why don’t you stop phoney ladies in my face to cramp my freedom,

Phoney ladies that mess me up, calling names to cramp my freedom

And
you don’t even wanna see them calling names to cramp my freedom

Phoney
ladies that mess me up.

Nobody’s gonna grab my freedom, nobody’s
gonna mess me up.



You becoming a victim of the game,

Don’t
you forget I’m your sister and your friend too.

The way you treat me
will put this house to shame,

Your secret conversations put you in the
frame.

In the frame



So why don’t you stop phoney ladies in
my face to cramp my freedom,

Phoney ladies that mess me up, calling names
to cramp my freedom

And you don’t even wanna see them calling names to
cramp my freedom

Phoney ladies that mess me up.

Nobody’s gonna
grab my freedom, nobody’s gonna mess me up.



No money money money
can buy what we’ve got,

No money money money can buy what we’ve
got,

No money money money can buy what we’ve got,

No money money
money can buy what we’ve got.



[spoken] you’re playing
games,

Trying to make me jealous.

It’ll never save us now.



So why don’t you stop calling ladies in my face to cramp my
freedom,

Phoney ladies that mess me up, calling names to cramp my
freedom

And you don’t even wanna see them calling ladies to cramp my
freedom

Phoney ladies that mess me up.

Nobody’s gonna grab my
freedom, nobody’s gonna mess me up...

(no money money money can buy
what we’ve got...)