Crying - Olde World lyrics

I'm not a witch; I'm just a woman! Even if I were, I wouldn't be a mean one Pour one out for the homies that live on my floor And won't hold the elevator doors 'cause They're better than that I'm better than that But they still spit at me I'd cast a spell, but I don't know one! Even if I did, it'd probably be for fun and stuff Every time I spot a homie that lives on my floor I still hold the elevator doors 'cause I'm better than that I'm better than that But they still spit at me Gotta file my taxes just like every other guy Gotta see the dentist just like every other guy Gotta check my email just like every other guy Gotta sip that 40 just like every other guy