Hell No! (Timbaland Remix) (feat. Danielle Brooks)

All my life, I've had to fight (hm)
I had to fight my daddy
Had to fight my brothers
My cousins, my uncles, too
But I never, never, never, never, never, never thought I'd had to fight in my own house
Hm, hm
And I got two good feet but I can't stand for that, hm
Come on, Danielle, hm, hm

I feel sorry for you
To tell you the truth, hm
You remind me of my momma
Under your husband's thumb, no
You under your husband's foot
What he say go
Why you so scared?
I'll never know
But if a man raise his hand, hell no!

Hell, hell, hell no!
Hm (hell no!)
Hell, hell, hell no! (oh, hell no, hm)

Ayy, cleaned him up, washed his ass like dishes, all rags, no riches
Lacin' up his boots to go to work so he can stand on business
Playin' in my face wit' your mistress and I still weren't trippin'
Knock me up, just to knock me up, oh, hell no, let's get it
Your teacher asked a question and I guarantee your hand was low
Actin' like you shy in class, with me, you do your big one though
If you raise your hand to me, I hope that mean you finna clap
'Cause if you bring it to my door, it's stamped, I'ma send it back

Hell, hell, hell no!
You and all that disrespectin' head to the door
When I do my dance, only time I'm on the floor
And I don't even let a man take me that low, ah

Girl child ain't safe in a family of mens, uh
Sick and tired of how a woman still live like a slave, oh
You better learn how to fight back while you still alive
You show 'em, girls, and beat back that jive
'Cause when a man just don't give a damn, hell no!

Hell, hell, hell no! (hell no!)
Hell, hell, hell no! (oh, hell no)
Hell, hell, hell no! (hell no!)
Hell, hell, hell no!

Oh, you got to say, you need to say
You better say, you ought to say (hell)
Hell, hell, hell, hell, hell, hell no!