Nothing On You
Hey baby how you doing?
First name Tia last name same as Lauren
American chick but my style so foreign
headed to the top yea you know where I'm going
Yeah he dig my style but he really love my intellect
Nothing like them chicks you run across on the internet
Just by your convo I can tell your interest
And all the ignorant shit naw I ain't into it
I am in the fashion, high heels, tight dress, hair and nails done
Right there, I know you like that
I can read a nigga mind just like a psychic
The whole time he thinking like damn I can wife th-th-that
They might got style and grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
Ok, been a long time, tell me have you seen her
Chick of my stature, my poise, and demeanor stay up on my toes sort of like a ballerina
And the way that I be killing they should catch her mister meaner
And they wanna stand beside her, nice dark shades that's something that's designer
Then they're in the movie, wine her then dine her
He tell me I'm the shit no need to remind her
He tells me I'm different, but tell me something I don't know
But it would be refreshing to hear something I never heard before
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
See they don't have nothing on
But the truth is they don't have nothing gone
Insecure about themselves, got a lot of skin showing
And they say that I look better when I have nothing on
Which means no clothes and no make up on
Type of chick that he would love to wake up on
Them other chicks is iight please don't mistake her for them
Same time he fall in love another hater born
No way shaped, fashion or form
I be fashionably late, i dont wait for him
And just in case you wondering
You will never find another like I, London
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby.
First name Tia last name same as Lauren
American chick but my style so foreign
headed to the top yea you know where I'm going
Yeah he dig my style but he really love my intellect
Nothing like them chicks you run across on the internet
Just by your convo I can tell your interest
And all the ignorant shit naw I ain't into it
I am in the fashion, high heels, tight dress, hair and nails done
Right there, I know you like that
I can read a nigga mind just like a psychic
The whole time he thinking like damn I can wife th-th-that
They might got style and grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
Ok, been a long time, tell me have you seen her
Chick of my stature, my poise, and demeanor stay up on my toes sort of like a ballerina
And the way that I be killing they should catch her mister meaner
And they wanna stand beside her, nice dark shades that's something that's designer
Then they're in the movie, wine her then dine her
He tell me I'm the shit no need to remind her
He tells me I'm different, but tell me something I don't know
But it would be refreshing to hear something I never heard before
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
See they don't have nothing on
But the truth is they don't have nothing gone
Insecure about themselves, got a lot of skin showing
And they say that I look better when I have nothing on
Which means no clothes and no make up on
Type of chick that he would love to wake up on
Them other chicks is iight please don't mistake her for them
Same time he fall in love another hater born
No way shaped, fashion or form
I be fashionably late, i dont wait for him
And just in case you wondering
You will never find another like I, London
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby
They might got style & grace, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Nice smile, pretty face, but they ain't got nothing on you baby
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no
Whoa, whoa, whoa they ain't got nothing on you baby.
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Writer(s): Samuel Lindley, L Bell, Curtis Kincaid
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