She Right

Tell her she right
We had an argument earlier when we first woke up but I'm feeling better tonight
Maybe I did a lil to much let's make up I'm tryna put dick in yo belly tonight
I rather get me sum piff and a Dutch and roll up and get high as a cellularite
Tired a fussing and yelling I got sum better dont argue just tell her she right
See you don't see what I tell you alright
Show me you mad and you say you alright
Don't think you Nintendo Sony or games ona fone bby ion wan play you alright
I know dem niggas could pay you alright
Getchu some inches and slay you alright
I been witchu like for 3 years and 2 months don't lie to me bby no way you alright
Right now I'm blind I'm in a bind
Gimme sum time and you know we go shine
Don't know the time I can't tell you no time
If I say when I'd be telling a lie
Why would I lie girl I don't gotta lie to you
You know I'm right here on side of you
Send me to God girl I'll die for you all for you
I den had enough baby
And I swear to God I be hatin us when we breaking up baby
When you say we good and you focused on me but you know you not baby
It be killing us and it's all because ion make enough baby
And I swear to you I'm in love wit you you dat bom bom baby
Compliment yo booty and you shake that thing like it's a Pom Pom bby
Then I let you fall into my strong arms like I'm Armstrong baby
If Ya shawty think she know the way herself then tell her gone gone bby iaint go argue just Tell her she right
We had an argument earlier when we first woke up but I'm feeling better tonight
Maybe I did a lil to much let's make up I'm tryna put dick in yo belly tonight
I rather get me sum piff and a Dutch and roll up and get high as a cellularite
Tired a fussing and yelling I got sum better dont argue just tell her she right
Bby could tell me the sun doesn't shine and the sky isn't blue ima tell her she right shorty could tell me that bullets Don't kill and a shoe ain't a shoe ima tell her she right
Shawty could say if I give it to you you wouldn't kno what to do ima tell her she right then I deliver a hell of a pipe
I just wan have me a hell of a night

Take you out and make it all about you
I was late but I still thought about you
Other niggas no they not about you
Ima oven getting hot about you
Inat water tryina fight about you
Took a minute then I thought about it
You could get it gunna all about it
Put yo hands up in the the air dnt touch me baby ride this dick like it's in auto pilot
Don't act like you cannot call nobody
Am I real girl is that all yo body
On beat you baby call you Whitney only when you singing girl don't call me Bobby
Life is tough she said its not enough and than ithought about it till i thought i got it
And i swear to you girl we forever bae you know i want that baby
Yea yu got the beauty and the booty baby but the mind aint ready
And that pussy sweeter than some cotton candy ima cotton candy addict
When i eat that thing i get a sugar rush like im a dying diabetic
Tell her she right
We had an argument earlier when we first woke up but I'm feeling better tonight
Maybe I did a lil to much let's make up I'm tryna put dick in yo belly tonight
I rather get me sum piff and a Dutch and roll up and get high as a cellularite
Tired a fussing and yelling I got sum better dont argue just tell her she right
Bby could tell me the sun doesn't shine and the sky isn't blue ima tell her she right shorty could tell me that bullets don't kill and a shoe ain't a shoe ima tell her she right
Shawty could say if I give it to you you wouldn't kno what to do ima tell her she right then I deliver a hell of a pipe
I just wan have me a hell of a night
Comon lah baby lets kick it I get it you tryina get high as a pelican right
I want that paper let's get it you get it I'm tryina go on a American flight
Ima go take up a serious mission them Ewing's they spiffy they maralyn white
I won't be slipping I cary that pipe somebody botta get buried tonight
We had a
Argument
Earlier I'm feeling better tonight
Maybe I did a lah
I'll put this dick in yo belly tonight
I rather
Get me sum piff and Dutch
Cellularite
Tired of dat argue back
None of that tell her she right
Tell her she right
We had an argument earlier when we first woke up but I'm feeling better tonight
Maybe I did a lil to much let's make up I'm tryna put dick in yo belly tonight
I rather get me sum piff and a Dutch and roll up and get high as a cellularite
Tired a fussing and yelling I got sum better dont argue just tell her she right
You right yea yea you right yea
You right yea yea you right yea
You right yea yea you right yea
Try to keep on her maskara forever it's keith and catera



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Singleton
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