Fleek

Yeah, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

She so bad, caught her walking down the street
Oh yeah, me and shawty gotta meet
She so bad, she ain't even gotta speak
Swear she got it from her hair to her feet

Makeup on fleek
Her hair on fleek
Eyebrows on fleek
Her nails on fleek
Yeah, shawty on fleek
Shawty on fleek

Makeup on fleek
Her hair on fleek
Eyebrows on fleek
Her nails on fleek
Yeah, shawty on fleek
Shawty on fleek

I was on South street when I seen her
Body of a goddess, she a diva
Everything about her say keeper
Shawty got it all, that's why I just gotta meet her
Her bags say Birkin, yeah
Ass so perfect, yeah
And I can tell just by how it's moving

That she doing it on purpose, yeah
She look like it's real, like Chanel
MAC lip gloss on, I can tell
It's crazy how she look like an angel
But them red bottoms give them bitches hell
I swear she the number one stunner
Can't see them other girls, I don't want them

And plus, she by herself, there's no distractions
So I'm about to go and get her number
She so bad, caught her walking down the street
Oh yeah, me and shawty gotta meet
She so bad, she ain't even gotta speak
Swear she got it from her hair to her feet

Makeup on fleek
Her hair on fleek
Eyebrows on fleek
Her nails on fleek
Yeah, shawty on fleek
Shawty on fleek

Makeup on fleek
Her hair on fleek
Eyebrows on fleek
Her nails on fleek
Yeah, shawty on fleek
Shawty on fleek (everything on fleek)

Girl, you on fleek and you know it (know it)
Everything you do, you own it (girl you own it)
All of this money, I'll blow it
All on you, shawty, all on you
'Cause your ass on fleek

Yeah, your bag on fleek
You throw that designer on
Yeah, your swag on fleek
I swear you're the baddest girl that I seen all week
Goddamn, everything on fleek

Makeup on fleek
Her hair on fleek
Eyebrows on fleek
Her nails on fleek
Shawty on fleek
Shawty on fleek



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Writer(s): Rakim Hasheem Allen, Tarrell Johnson, Jari Witvoet
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