Red Bottoms

I know a woman who will fuck for a pair of red bottoms
Suck and sell their soul, for a pair of red bottoms
Eyebrows on fleek but pussy on freak, now
That's a red bottom

And she can't pronounce laboutin or looboutan or louboutin
These women couldn't even describe Christian
If his body was spread out on the diamond encrusted cross
Laid around her pretty little neck-
These women have no self respect

Slave to these brands and slave to this glam
Out here doing anything for a check, selling values for a check
Selling morals for a check
Bet these women didn't know you couldn't buy class with a check
Selling ass for a check

If she only knew Sarah Bartman's body parts were put on blast for a check-
By white men who were committing more sin than the city of Sodom
Her ass cheeks were dissected, boiled and put on display-
Now that's a fucking red bottom

For shoes made with cheap souls sure and quick to give up the kitty
Letting old men with old money suck on her titties
Pioneers who died paving the way, rolling in their graves with pity
Changing men like summer turns into autumn
Pussy stuck like thorns on roses when they blossom
And she's out here scheming, lying and dying to prove
She is the chosen one like when Jesus walked on water
What's the price of the sole on your shoe when it's your soul you have to barter?

And, what about your daughters?
How many men has she met this year alone-she's forgotten
Picking through step-daddy's like slaves pick through cotton
"Yes Menning" these men with no problem
Kissing master's ass with red lips
Now that's a fucking red bottom