Halos+horns
Naughty and she nice
But she naughty and she nice tho
Naughty and nice
Naughty and nice
Racks and her figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if you not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
No times for the games man
Pacman she ain't playing
And she ain't making no statements
Less it's bout a paycheck
I mean she all about a paycheck
So what the fuck is you saying
Wit a pretty face man
She the type to get her way man
Ya better do what she say man
If you grab on her waist man
She'll turn to a lake then
Dive in that sunken place
Snapchat she a dog
And she tryna get a bone
Wanna fuck in the morning
Make her houn like Lucci
Give her that dope dick
You don't gotta really gotta stare ma, I'm
Finna give you you what you here for
Now put that ass on the bed yea
A Flintstone finna bedrock
Rick flare like woo with a figure 4 leglock
Racks and figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if u not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
I think she addicted to Hershey kisses
And messing with these chocolate niggas
That swear they don't bite, yea right they a lie
She know they hella vicious
She keep it 99 cause a nigga cause a nigga might spill a fib
BANANA! She gone split that fire ya
Wit da kid, finna score like a field goal
With the glo, blossum like a lotus
I know that you want her
She cold and sweet like a mcflurry
So don't be broke
Cause she don't play games boy toy Hasbro
Got a nigga whipped no lasso
Flex on these hoes, when she flip that tassel
Name got weight, so she gone brag on her
Racks and her figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if you not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
Horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Horns yea
But she naughty and she nice tho
Naughty and nice
Naughty and nice
Racks and her figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if you not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
No times for the games man
Pacman she ain't playing
And she ain't making no statements
Less it's bout a paycheck
I mean she all about a paycheck
So what the fuck is you saying
Wit a pretty face man
She the type to get her way man
Ya better do what she say man
If you grab on her waist man
She'll turn to a lake then
Dive in that sunken place
Snapchat she a dog
And she tryna get a bone
Wanna fuck in the morning
Make her houn like Lucci
Give her that dope dick
You don't gotta really gotta stare ma, I'm
Finna give you you what you here for
Now put that ass on the bed yea
A Flintstone finna bedrock
Rick flare like woo with a figure 4 leglock
Racks and figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if u not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
I think she addicted to Hershey kisses
And messing with these chocolate niggas
That swear they don't bite, yea right they a lie
She know they hella vicious
She keep it 99 cause a nigga cause a nigga might spill a fib
BANANA! She gone split that fire ya
Wit da kid, finna score like a field goal
With the glo, blossum like a lotus
I know that you want her
She cold and sweet like a mcflurry
So don't be broke
Cause she don't play games boy toy Hasbro
Got a nigga whipped no lasso
Flex on these hoes, when she flip that tassel
Name got weight, so she gone brag on her
Racks and her figures
Only care about her rack and her figure
Na na na! she don't chase no nigga
Na shawty don't even chase liquor
Oh my God, ring the alarm yea
Nice naughty girl, Halos and Horns
Don't even try if you not a baller
Cause she need jefe to match her bossin
Horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Halos and horns yea
Horns yea
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