Trophy Wyfe
Trophy wife living dat life holding her possessions instead of her man at night
Shopping at the mall she don't have to think twice
Armed with this Platinum card who cares about the price
Material things and bling she can't afford pay the price for her heartache
Each time he steps out the door
Can't force him to stay so he keeps giving her more,
More jewels, more clothes, more Prada, more Dior
Trophy Wife living dat life holding her possessions instead of her man at night
He's never there but somehow it's all right as long as the Jag is available for her 3:30 flight
Her feelings have no value as long as the price is right
Hands too heavy with jewels to put up a fight
Heart too broken for any man to ever make right
From the outside looking in who wouldn't want her life
Pushing his whips, spending his dough
But there's a secret she'll never let show
She covers her sorrow with material things
His feelings for her are as superficial as all of her pretty little things
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