My Chick
Shorty got me on a power trip
She the one I wanna smoke up
All this sour wit
She the one
To take a shot of that patron
Take advantage
When we home
I'm a dog
And she the bone
Right
Matter fact
She the one
Who came approaching Me
She told me
She heard
I do tours overseas
And well
All of that
Is real impressive G
But I could never love you
If your exes
Keep approaching thee
She a virgo
So I go wherever
Her go
We finna take some trips
And if it's cold
Her come the fur coats
She Finer than some wine
But I heard that love is blind
So I'm finna take my time
She call me king
But I ain't lyin
Yeah
Said she tired
Of the same ol shit
I said
I'm tired Of being tired
She said
The same ol shit
And the we laughed
Took a hit
Of the same ol spliff
I guess she really
Ride or die
She could be my chick
You could be my chick
But ima need somebody
I could be real wit
They talk
But they ain't ever try
To live like this
20, 000
Just to see me spit
So get up off my
Uh
I'm busy
Getting money
Welcome to my world
Where everyday
We know it's sunny
Ain't shiesty
Like that pooh
But like the one
Who want the honey
Back shots
Got her ass running from me
Uh
Shorty got Me
Going thru it all
Think she love me
But she don't want to get too involved
All she know is that she dealing with
A superstar
Always Like
This got nothing to do
With you you are
But I know
Put up a front
When she seen Me
Now it's a flight to my city
A bunch a friends in bikinis
I'm everywhere that she go
On every station she hear me
I been on top with the music
If y'all ain't hear me out clearly
She clearly know I'm the one
She just afraid ima play
For her I'd hang up my jersey
As long as we here to stay
Oh yeah I get it
I know
You must of heard of my ways
But shorty nobody perfect
Here my two cents
Ima change
Let's take a trip to the tropics
Fuck work we changing the topic
She rolling up while she topless
We smoke and she get to topping
Ok I guess ain't no talkin
Again I'm changing the topic
Cause back shots got her ass running from me
Ya Hurd
You could be my chick
But ima need somebody
I could be real wit
They talk
But they ain't ever try
To live like this
20, 000
Just to see me spit
So get up off my
Uh
I'm busy
Getting money
Welcome to my world
Where everyday
We know it's sunny
Ain't shiesty
Like that pooh
But like the one
Who want the honey
Back shots
Got her ass running from me
You heard
She the one I wanna smoke up
All this sour wit
She the one
To take a shot of that patron
Take advantage
When we home
I'm a dog
And she the bone
Right
Matter fact
She the one
Who came approaching Me
She told me
She heard
I do tours overseas
And well
All of that
Is real impressive G
But I could never love you
If your exes
Keep approaching thee
She a virgo
So I go wherever
Her go
We finna take some trips
And if it's cold
Her come the fur coats
She Finer than some wine
But I heard that love is blind
So I'm finna take my time
She call me king
But I ain't lyin
Yeah
Said she tired
Of the same ol shit
I said
I'm tired Of being tired
She said
The same ol shit
And the we laughed
Took a hit
Of the same ol spliff
I guess she really
Ride or die
She could be my chick
You could be my chick
But ima need somebody
I could be real wit
They talk
But they ain't ever try
To live like this
20, 000
Just to see me spit
So get up off my
Uh
I'm busy
Getting money
Welcome to my world
Where everyday
We know it's sunny
Ain't shiesty
Like that pooh
But like the one
Who want the honey
Back shots
Got her ass running from me
Uh
Shorty got Me
Going thru it all
Think she love me
But she don't want to get too involved
All she know is that she dealing with
A superstar
Always Like
This got nothing to do
With you you are
But I know
Put up a front
When she seen Me
Now it's a flight to my city
A bunch a friends in bikinis
I'm everywhere that she go
On every station she hear me
I been on top with the music
If y'all ain't hear me out clearly
She clearly know I'm the one
She just afraid ima play
For her I'd hang up my jersey
As long as we here to stay
Oh yeah I get it
I know
You must of heard of my ways
But shorty nobody perfect
Here my two cents
Ima change
Let's take a trip to the tropics
Fuck work we changing the topic
She rolling up while she topless
We smoke and she get to topping
Ok I guess ain't no talkin
Again I'm changing the topic
Cause back shots got her ass running from me
Ya Hurd
You could be my chick
But ima need somebody
I could be real wit
They talk
But they ain't ever try
To live like this
20, 000
Just to see me spit
So get up off my
Uh
I'm busy
Getting money
Welcome to my world
Where everyday
We know it's sunny
Ain't shiesty
Like that pooh
But like the one
Who want the honey
Back shots
Got her ass running from me
You heard
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