Black boots, mini skirt
She knows french, doesn't have to pretend
She's a boss girl, super zen
Speaks up, always keeps it one hundred
Compliments make her blush
She's empathetic, but not too much
She's making time for a man
But she really values companionship
With her female friends
And I can't be fake when I see that girl, yeah
I know I'm great with my natural curls
I don't cry about it, but I can't lie about it
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
She's spiritual, but not in your face
She's saying don't got boundaries with grace
She's saying yes, but not at her place
It's a delicate balance when everyone knows her name
And the crowd goes wild when she walks in, yeah
It's so my style to say: Hi, I'm cyn, but be cool about it
She lives next door to mark hamill
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
The truth is she's authentic and apologetically
Walking like she means it, talking like it isn't cheap
I could do it all with that mentality (shit)
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
I wanna be like her
I wanna be like her, like her
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be like
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be like
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be like
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be like her
