My girl, Tiffany
Her voice, a sweet melody
Beauty is a simile
She might as well just smile for
I don′t know why she feels alone
Pretty little girl
You can make it on your own
She likes her boys, bad and broken
She got taller guys falling
But deep down she's scared and afraid
She lights up the room
Even seated in the corner
Look into your eyes
Then you know you′re a goner
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Gotta little thorns
But you're still a rose
Oli mulungi Tewekweka
To be happy
All you need is to love you
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Gotta little thorns
But you're still a rose
Oli mulungi Tewekweka
To be happy
All you need is to love you
Don′t change anything
Your lips to your melanin
You perfectly unique
You the only person you tryna be
Love everybody
And don′t care where they from
Love is the answer
Question "how you heal the pain?"
She likes her boys, bad and broken
She got taller guys falling
But deep down she's scared and afraid
She lights up the room
Even seated in the corner
Look into your eyes
Then you know you′re a goner
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Gotta little thorns
But you're still a rose
Oli mulungi Tewekweka
To be happy
All you need is to love you
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Gotta little thorns
But you′re still a rose
Oli mulungi Tewekweka
To be happy
All you need is to love you
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe!
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe!
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe!
Oli mulungi tewekweka
Oli mulungi tewekweka, gwe!