Lyrics:
(uh-huh)
If she pretty then I'll put her on a flight
I'll put her on a jet if her pussy wait-
Look, my nephews are listenin', my chef should be Michelin
brr)
Shoot that bitch and have 'em runnin' out
I got a plug, we ain't runnin' out
Runnin' O's, checkin' they bank account
Pretty bitch with
last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your mother dwells
If she knew what's going down, she'd give you hell
I'm
last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your mother dwells
If she knew what's going down, she'd give you hell
I'm
time you see a girl and she's so damn pretty,
Wondering if I could ever get the chance to kiss you,
Or say this too,
Ooh baby you know you got me feeling
Fight, this is probably good
Aw yeah, she do
She
Baby, you look good, but you look better on me
You got a pretty face, I get it tatted on me
into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothing that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You gotta feel that heat
And we
the streets come alive, with every passing dream ooh-yeah
In the pulse of the city, where the rhythm beats strong
There's a story unfolding, where we all belong
I pull in a Ken
Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)
All of the Barbies is pretty (damn)
All of the Barbies is bad
It girls (It girls) and we ain't
MB it's Princeton baby
Take up lot of moe
Lil' Twist yeah we in the house baby
Pretty girls, where are my pretty girls
There she is, WM
and kiss her Pearl Harbor
She's so down with this New World Order
Fuck the shit out her in a sauna
Sweat her hair out, she look like Al Sharpton
Got a goon
last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your mother dwells
If she knew what's going down, she'd give you hell
I'm
care what my niggas say
She been there everyday for my drama (c'mon)
Some of the homies hate 'cause they want her
Wish they the ones that's datin' my
come and get me
Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive
the clothes drop
Fresh out of the fingernail and toe shop
Lookin' real, I gotta get her when the hoe pop
She got a shape, ain't nothin' fake, she in the race
(ay-ay)
Mmh-mmh
Rollin' through my days and all my nights
Speedin' by, hopin' I don't hit the walls
There she stands and we share a stare
She is all
mom and everything, but see, I ain't the one who laid down
She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down
Shit, you never got
all the spots that you ain't even know was there
Ha, and you ain't even have to ask twice
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
all the spots that you ain't even know was there
Ha, and you ain't even have to ask twice
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
to see her, almost time to get my fix
I just can't wait to see her pretty face
She's not like all these others on the paper chase
She's the kind
Ain't it pretty when she walk (x2)
Ain't it pretty when she talk x2
Ain't it sexy when she move
She's so sexy when she move
It's so lovely when
OOH
Theres a million things I can think to do
But right now I just want to
Watch you, just watch you, watch you
Ain't it pretty when she walk
Ain't it
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by
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