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cuz v - just my chick lyrics

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incase you ain’t no she’s independent
getn money in the rented
in and out of the city limits
bouncing back and forth like tennis
that just my chick and how she do it
that just my chick and how she do it

she’s on the low getn doe
red bottoms, saint laurent, no make up
this dames in the game like a pro
most make it rain, she’ll make it pour
that just my chick and how she do it
that just my chick and how she do it

verse 1
you said that your tired of waitn
want gifts went it ain’t even special occasions
getting inpatient won’t help solve nathan
girl you derserve it, i know what your face’ n
all of them curves needs a standing ovation
so let them n-ggas just stand in the back
cause you want the candles, in front of the mantle, wit good conversation, merlot and a nap
she wake up 3 am throwin it back
playn all tough,when i’m all in her stuff
stan go deeper but calling my bluff
but when i go loco, she like oh no no
caked up in designer
fine but the make up make her finer
in high cl-ss with all that -ss
i’ma turn around and lock you down
imagine the big house….and small doggie with the gate
big cars, wouldn’t have it any other way
picnic, sip wine by the lake
have you looking in my eyes while you sucking on a grape
tired of searching
finding corn b-lls that thirst
i’ma change your life around
cause you gave your all, your hurtn
n-gga right right cheer gone buy you berkin
shoes off because you walking on persian
smoke good eat good, sleep good so you know i’m all working
could it be that you found the right person
no bags on the plane
we blow heavy on the tarmac
touchdown buy a new wardrobe
whole stores on the counter she black card dat

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verse 2
when she’s on the move and running game
she breaking all the rules and i am the same
we blaze’n blunts & booze’s to numb the pain
arranging lunch, we doing how she wants
no she won’t pose for the camera,,
in new york cops blow. then the droptop go
she works them hoes in atlanta
shop top clothes on rodeo, that’s how her day go
judges and lawyers on her payroll
we take trips jet skiing in the caicos
rough s-x on the beach every night
we keep going till the morning brings light
she ain’t my girl and i ain’t her man
we are breaking the world executing our plan
you can’t understand
we both came from nothing, but now we are on top, not planning to stop
trying to get enough to break the bank
we work the streets and clubs to up the rank
we know the thugs in freaks, they plug our name
feds no she’s a beast and tries to tame
iced out all the pieces on my chain
how did she get this way guess i’m the blame
yeah i got my own paper homie
what she’s done for me i did the same
always got her hair and nails did
booties all fat no -ss shots
n-ggas come up in her face
she keeps them running around all around like mascots
she likes to do job with the mask on
talking about how money won’t last long
so she keep the 45 in the gucci bag
just in case it comes time to get the blast on

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