Wife (Sped Up Version)
I'm a grass-fed, free-range, non-GMO chick
Gluten-free, wagyu beef, all naturale bitch
You pick me up, you'll never wanna put me down
I promise you that you'll be singing out loud
Happy birthday to you
I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
It's up to you honey, you choose
I said, "I'm right already if you're ready for me, " uh
I eat food with my hands
Do the cha-cha when I dance
I'm no good at making plans [Yeah, yeah
Fresh face, little waist
I can put you in your place
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place
You should thank God, the heavens designed me
You noticin' it when you walk by me
You say, "What's that, it's really nice?"
Wearin' this shit my whole life
It's that material?
Oh yeah, it's wife
I'm a diamond in the facet
You're balancing your assets
Your friends kiss your ass and
I'm a girl with many talents
Your newest baddest habit
When I leave you wish you hadn't
Happy birthday to you
I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
It's up to you honey, you choose
I said, "I'm right already if you're ready for me, " uh
I eat food with my hands
Do the cha-cha when I dance
I'm no good at making plans [Yeah, yeah
Fresh face, little waist
I can put you in your place
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place
You should thank God, the heavens designed me
You noticin' it when you walk by me
You say, "What's that, it's really nice?"
Wearin' this shit my whole life
It's that material?
Oh yeah, it's wife
Here comes your life
Dressed in something nice, yeah
Oh yeah, it's wife
Gluten-free, wagyu beef, all naturale bitch
You pick me up, you'll never wanna put me down
I promise you that you'll be singing out loud
Happy birthday to you
I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
It's up to you honey, you choose
I said, "I'm right already if you're ready for me, " uh
I eat food with my hands
Do the cha-cha when I dance
I'm no good at making plans [Yeah, yeah
Fresh face, little waist
I can put you in your place
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place
You should thank God, the heavens designed me
You noticin' it when you walk by me
You say, "What's that, it's really nice?"
Wearin' this shit my whole life
It's that material?
Oh yeah, it's wife
I'm a diamond in the facet
You're balancing your assets
Your friends kiss your ass and
I'm a girl with many talents
Your newest baddest habit
When I leave you wish you hadn't
Happy birthday to you
I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
It's up to you honey, you choose
I said, "I'm right already if you're ready for me, " uh
I eat food with my hands
Do the cha-cha when I dance
I'm no good at making plans [Yeah, yeah
Fresh face, little waist
I can put you in your place
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place
You should thank God, the heavens designed me
You noticin' it when you walk by me
You say, "What's that, it's really nice?"
Wearin' this shit my whole life
It's that material?
Oh yeah, it's wife
Here comes your life
Dressed in something nice, yeah
Oh yeah, it's wife
Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.