She

Ohh, yeah

She, she, she's

I promise she's that type of woman you could never play her, play her,

She, she, she's
i promise she's that type of woman you could never play her, play her

I don't know what you thought it was,

Nails and her hair done is a must,

Play with her she gon fuss,

Cause she just need somebody she could trust,

And she hoping its you,

She gon hold it down she don't want no issues,

And if you break her heart you might need a tissue i promise its true,

She go to church on sunday,

You know she putting in that work on monday, yea e yea

God made her sweeter than honey,
so she don't need nothing from me ohh,
Casue she's heaven sent,
She's heaven sent no lie,
She's perfect 10,
She only depends on God,
She's heaven sent,
She's heaven sent no lie,
She won't pretend that
She ain't what it is no nah,
She, she, she's

i promise she's that type of woman you could never play her, play her,

She, she, she's

i promise she's that type of woman you could never play her, play her

She need somebody she can build with,
Not just somebody cause deal with,
Buy her a ring and have some children,
Just give her your heart until she feel it,
She needs a love thats the realist,
Give her your heart so nobody could steal it,

I love her mind because she's brilliant,

we gon run up a couple billion,

Church on sunday,
You know she putting in that work on monday,

God made her sweeter than honey,
So she don't need nothing from me ohh,

Cause she's heaven sent,
She's heaven sent no lie,
She's perfect 10,
She only depends on God, she's heaven sent,
She's heaven sent no lie,
she won't pretend that she ain't what it is no nah,

She, she, she's
i promise she's that type of woman you could never play her.



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Writer(s): Joseph Armstrong, Antareo Johnson, Thomas Mann
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