She loves to look at all the pretty lights Home girl with them brown eyes Skinny jeans looking skin tight Says she’s looking for a paying guy Mama don’t care, and her daddy gone Bought all her clothes all on her own Dark chocolate is her skin tone They only love her with the lights off 'Cause she’s a real one, real one Big heart Sweet girl Oh she’s a pretty girl Definition of a southern belle Looking for a way out 'Cause she’s a real one, real one Big heart Sweet girl Life caught up to the black girl Sad death for the black girl, sad day for the black girl Here’s what she said baby Hold on, don’t let go and let your hair fall to your hips They wanna see how it feels To be a black girl Hold on, don’t let go and let your hair fall to your hips They wanna see how it feels Death of a black girl She loves the loving that she gets from guys But they don’t love her to stay by her side It’s heartbreaking when you think twice She’s so fine she’ll make you blink twice They love to replicate what they don’t own And make millions from originals Home boy said he wants that And leave her hanging for a fake one 'Cause she’s a real one, real one Big heart Sweet girl Oh she’s a pretty girl Definition of a southern belle Looking for a way out 'Cause she’s a real one, real one Big heart Sweet girl Life caught up to the black girl Sad death for the black girl, sad day for the black girl Here’s what she said baby Hold on, don’t let go and let your hair fall to your hips They wanna see how it feels To be a black girl Hold on, don’t let go and let your hair fall to your hips They wanna see how it feels Death of a black girl