Lyrics of 'Woman (feat. Cleo Sol)' by Little Simz

Naija women, got the melanin drippin'
L-O-N-D-O-N, city girl livin'
In the back, lookin' like fire, chili pepper
Yoruba girl tougher than imperial leather
He was gettin' bitter while she was gettin' better
Diamonds are forever
Miss Sierra Leone, lookin' like a gem
Works hard in the week, party on the weekend
Know you wanna live with no one watchin' how you spend
Got a thing for the finer things and the finer men, ha
Miss Tanzania, she a do or die
She want to know more 'bout the Sukuma tribe
We hit the zoot, once wasn't enough
Got an ocean full of knowledge, it was scuba dive
Miss Ethiopia can play so jazzy
Then sit you down and school you on Selassie

Tell 'em you're nothin' without a woman, no
Woman to woman, I just wanna see you glow
Tell 'em what's up

I love how you go from zero to one hundred
And leave the dust behind, you've got this
All action, no talk

Bajan hunnies, know you reppin' for your country
Sun kissin' your brown skin, lookin' like money
Say she focusin' on bein' an accountant
When you have beauty and brains, they find it astoundin'
Why, she been gettin' it on her own, nigga
Self made, ain't nobody doin' gold digger
Now, miss India always speaks with her chest
Got respect from her people 'cause she leads them the best
Hm, real life queen in the flesh
Know the crown get heavy, still it be's on your head
Brooklyn ladies, know you hustle on the daily
Innovatin' just like Donna Summer in the eighties
Your time, they seein' you glow now
Intelligence and elegance, show 'em how
Miss Jamaica understand food for the soul
She get up in the kitchen or she throw down

Ain't nothin' without a woman, though
Woman to woman, I just wanna see you glow
Tell 'em what's up

I love how you go from zero to one hundred
And leave the dust behind, you've got this
All action, no talk

I see you glow, you're the finest gold
When you walk in the room, they feel your soul
Our style, it shines, so ahead of time
And you know that you're fire, you're so damn fine, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl
Girl, girl, girl, girl

She a Ghana girl
Come with it, never let the marijuana fail
Though a sucker for the romance, take you to the homeland
One way, she ain't comin' back, nah
All I see is black stars and I friggin' love it, yeah, yeah
Time's up, tell the people that we comin', yeah, yeah
Done bein' in the shadow, goin' public, yeah, yeah
Don't know how to bear it, how to stomach, yeah, yeah
Hand over the shit and let us run it, yeah, yeah
All we know is lookin' flawless, all they know is stare, stare

Ain't nothin' without a woman, though
Woman to woman, I just wanna see you glow (glow, glow)

I love how you go from zero to one hundred
And leave the dust behind, you've got this
And lead them with your light
You've got this (woman to woman, I just wanna see you glow)
All action, no talk (tell 'em what's up)

You know, Simzy
Sometimes, you know, I look around
And I think of, all the things in this country
All the great things in life
And all the hard work that you've done
To get yourself great things in life
And how we don't really get great things, necessarily
We don't get good things without a little bit of pain
And how happiness is the, that's the truth
The emptiness we can sometimes feel on the other side
I dunno, it just reminds to call you
But then you never pick up the phone