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glenn lewis - she’s got it lyrics

i don’t know what you call it, but you can call it that bomb, that uh, that raw
but look, she just got it. i don’t know what you call it, but you can call it
that bomb, that uh, that raw, but she just got it, man. if it’s one thing i
know, it’s a chick with gang, but still cool, long as i get the hit and ring
yes, ma’am, every n+gga in the clique the same, we getting money so that sh+t i
talk flies a plane

get in that pac+tron, get the b+tch back home, back blown, easy to talk sh+t
over that phone. but get her close, have her doing the most, on that philly
sh+t, ass, have a n+gga on that philly sh+t. i can’t explain it, but this girl
got me addicted without a cure, and i’ve been dreaming of having you with her
shorty is dangerous, like venomous poison, just one bite and you’re stuck for
sure, hooked up, man

but she got it, she got that raw, she got that uh, she got that bomb, whatever
it’s called. i just know that she got it, she got that raw, she got that uh, she
got that bomb, boom, boom, boom. but she talking off the wall like that mike
chitt, acting like the kids just may or may not. tell you exactly, that’s the
sh+t that i’m not with. she moving that crack around the wave like it’s pop
whip

i need that tina turner legs, that beyoncé face, like that’s beyoncé. and now
i’m seeing jones on the wait list, she’s up to four packages. she get that
cheese like a claudette ortiz, n+gga, please believe. please believe it, that
mama’s serious. her lower body sort of reminds me of a horse. she’s adventurous
and i’m so curious
so when we’re together, i keep the cameras on record. then run and tell my boys
yo, i got it. she got it, she got that raw, she got that uh, she got that
whatever it’s called. but i know she got it, she got that raw, she got that uh
she got that bomb, and i want it all

oh, i don’t think you understand my plan. d+mn, d+mn, she make a superstar act
like a fan, man. if you know where i’m coming from, son, then, son, no matter
where you at, where you from, let me see you throw your hands up, yeah

hey, yo, bonick, i don’t wanna sing no more, man. alright, i’ll sing, you act
better. you saw the creeper four years ago on the low. she had a man and, bro, i
had a dame. but, yo, play the game cause the chick had the brain. this pro
slippin’ my mane, and, yo, now we about to loaf, dang

now, ladies, if you feelin’ what you’re hearin’ from this embodiment, scream, i
got it, guys, scream, i got it, guys. n+gga, you crazy, man, hold up. yo, wait
wait, wait, hold up, hold up, man, let me see you go. my bad, keep it goin’
said she got it, she got it

she got that ro+o+o+o+o+o+o+o+o. she got that lord and lord. said she got it
bonick. and it’s o+o+o+o+o+o+o+o. four in the morning, man, y’all get the point
four in the morning, man, y’all get the point

- glenn lewis lyrics

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