Kept Woman Támar Davis

Oh oh oh
Kept woman
I don't care
Oh oh ooh

I was only 16 when he saw me
The apple of my daddy's eye
He asked me for my number
I don't default him
I fly before I knew how to fly

Was it his cologne or the style of his hair
I don't know how but he took me there
Now I'm all alone, I don't see him
I wish it was different
But I don't care

I'm a kept woman
He don't see nobody but me
See nobody
We got a pretty little house
Only me and him got the key
I'm a kept woman
Sometimes I don't know why
Sometimes I don't know
I'm a kept woman
But sometimes I cry