She
Passenger seat moved back too far
Who's been riding in my car? (My car)
New bath and body scent (New scent?)
You know I don't wear citrus (Don't lie to me)
Skin smelling like your freshly bathed
Damn nigga why can't you behave? (Damn... damn)
No bitch is dope as me (as me)
You'll never find another me (Sweetie)
You wanted a girl like me
But in reality
You didn't want all of me
Only parts of me
So who is she?
Who is she?
Who is she?
(Mrz. Black Dyamond)
(This is Black Dyamond)
I'm blowin up your phone why you ain't answer me?
And then you tryna flip the script and now question me?
I see her liking all your pictures on facebook
So I'ma ask you one more time nigga who is she?
She ride or die, she hold you down like I do
And when you down and feelin low
She make you smile like I do?
I was going through your phone movie tickets for two
I betchu karma is her name cause I was creepin with you
You like bring your sexy body leave your heart at the door
Had me all in my feelings steady wanting for more
I think you scorned me the most you hurt me down to the core
But you know I'm tit for tat so I'ma even the score
You wanted a girl like me
But in reality
You didn't want all of me
Only parts of me
So who is she?
Who is she?
Who is she?
A girl like me... girl like me
A girl... like me...
Girl like me
Girl like me
Girl like me
Girl like me...
Who's been riding in my car? (My car)
New bath and body scent (New scent?)
You know I don't wear citrus (Don't lie to me)
Skin smelling like your freshly bathed
Damn nigga why can't you behave? (Damn... damn)
No bitch is dope as me (as me)
You'll never find another me (Sweetie)
You wanted a girl like me
But in reality
You didn't want all of me
Only parts of me
So who is she?
Who is she?
Who is she?
(Mrz. Black Dyamond)
(This is Black Dyamond)
I'm blowin up your phone why you ain't answer me?
And then you tryna flip the script and now question me?
I see her liking all your pictures on facebook
So I'ma ask you one more time nigga who is she?
She ride or die, she hold you down like I do
And when you down and feelin low
She make you smile like I do?
I was going through your phone movie tickets for two
I betchu karma is her name cause I was creepin with you
You like bring your sexy body leave your heart at the door
Had me all in my feelings steady wanting for more
I think you scorned me the most you hurt me down to the core
But you know I'm tit for tat so I'ma even the score
You wanted a girl like me
But in reality
You didn't want all of me
Only parts of me
So who is she?
Who is she?
Who is she?
A girl like me... girl like me
A girl... like me...
Girl like me
Girl like me
Girl like me
Girl like me...
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer
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