Lyrics:
Prada
So unique custom designer
I'm so Chic I can't be beat
No need to ever compete
Essence of beauty in these streets
I'm Beat, On Fleek and Chic
You
Executive chic
She was mad rich
No face Botox or plastics
Booty didn't stretch like elastics
Body was a natural gymnastics
Juicy fruit Tropicana
You
congratulates him on
His engagement "I ain't
Engaged, " Meek says sheepishly
But TI isn't having
Any of it "You never asked her
‘Will you be my girlfriend?'
But
Coronavirus
Put your ear to it
Do you read me
Do you love me and leave me
That would be so sick
Looking to get selfish chic
Get yourself
Selfish elf
Looking
Nigga toe the line
I'm not a super chic
I'm a mega chic
If you don't measure up
Nigga toe the line
Every day is my birthday
Benz and Ferrari in my
THINGS AREN’T ALWAYS WHAT IT SEEMS
START UP KID LET ME PUT YE ON MY TEAM
GONNA GO FAR GONNA BABY MAKE IT YOU AND ME
START UP KID Chic, chic, chic chish
at my house my house
Said baby when i sleep all i dream is you
Maybe we can leave for a week or two
Wake up on the beach with a scenic view
Naked in
body in check
Her body in check like
Aaaaah
My baby go flex
My baby go flex
My baby go flex like
Aaaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah, hey
Girl you got me
I'm gonna explain it
I hope you retain it
The chic mystique
Well, I would paint it
Funk
Psychedelic or solid
Sewn into place
like a stitch in
Oooh yeaaaaa
Got a big ol bag of weed I be treating tricks... Happy Halloween
Go to Honolulu with my baby mama lulu
Send a text message to Riku said I'm
everyday
Young chic on the scene I let my hair hang
And I only mess wit fellas that's tatted mayne
iPhone call it if you aint ballin' that mean you fallen'
that yo girl wanna be yeah
Who looking hotter than me
Checking my fit
Leather down to my feet
Wanna get on the team
Just what I thought
Saw you looking
out
Ah freak out
Do you feel like you ever want
To try my love and see how well it fits
Baby can't you see, when you look at me
I can't kick this
She's So Chic
(c)2014 By Tyrone Jackson-Jordan and Michael Battle
[She's So Chic
She's So Chic
She's a perfect rounded ten She's a prize hen.
She's
She's art dealer chic
Would you be my friend, my freak?
She's (yeah) art dealer chic
Would you be my friend, my freak?
These lips can't wait
Og i be smoking bad chic's i be poking
Fast cars i be rolling shoot my shot i was open
Og i be smoking bad chic's i be poking
Fast cars i be rolling
chic a really bad chic
A bad chic Her name Lynn Ooh, Aah
You gon’ pick my call or Should I go
I'm at your party come on let’s bounce
No I don’t got time
lookin’ for My bad chic a really bad chic,
a bad chic Her name Lynn Ooh, Aah, you gon’ pick my call or Should I go,
I’m at your party come on let’s
She's art dealer chic
Would you be my friend, my freak?
She's (yeah) art dealer chic
Would you be my friend, my freak?
These lips can't wait
BEDEMIR: My liege!
ARTHUR: Good Sir knight, will you come with me to Camelot,
and join us at the Round Table?
BEDEMIR: My liege! I would be honored.
I'm gonna explain it
I hope you retain it
The chic mystique
Well, I would paint it
F u n k
Psychedelic or solid
Sewn into place like a stitch
a father to a daughter
I can be ya role model
My sister been two years since the feds, had a baby before she left
She send me my nephew, swear I love em
it
Then you shoulda done it
Why you keep playing all these games
Why you out here frunting
You want it
Keep it 100
Im the Top Chic
I should be your
Boss you up then I buss you down
This ain't what you used to I'm the illest chic around
Let's take a trip, baby we could dip, tell me what you
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