Lyrics:
(Look Out) she put in work, she put in work
Dame, that girl fine, body designed, so divine
I got to grind to make her mine, by the end of this rhyme
If
ride or die
When it gets hard girl stuck by my side
Future bright I can see it in your eyes
Your the one for me yes I need you by my side
Be my wife I
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright
mobster!
Lamer niggaz bore ya, lay ya down in the Walldoff Vistoria
Victoria Secrets, lengerie I loves to freak shit
Dim the lights, sex all
Baby jet is taking off tonight
And I just need you here by my side
Pull up in a phantom with no keys
Girl you know that I don't want you baby you the one
to the business at hand that we know we came for
Like I'm new to baseball, I ain't ever change up
You my spice that I like, something like my seasoning
Girl cuffing
bitch, like what the problem is, all the arguments
You hard to get, and that's a compliment
Ice Spice body bitch, ain't no other bitches topping it
Girl
body, go back and forth
(?) party, you're at the fold
Hundred girls in the lobby after the show that I body
And after the show they prolly want to put
riding in my foreign car
I'm wit ah city spice
I got ah Country-Phone
My nigga got ah City-Line
One video and now they're telling
Me the city's mine
We do
feeling blue)
Fine so classic girl your body bad
(Damn your body bad)
Sweet pass sugar honey and my spice
So (Caught up)
Feeling you (Caught up)
Don't know
I'm high as the Eiffel tower,
My stomach's sours with
the thought of being paid by the hour,
Go get it by any means, because bein' broke is for cowards
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
please, let me watch you
Pillowcases by the hot fireplace
Watch the bubbles overlap while I pour one in the glass
I came here to watch you, baby, to watch
No words Mr bean by the pool
Them shoe nice
Oh it's Jimmy Choo
Fine girl with the Ass
Make them look back when I pass
I dey my lane but I'm moving
my baby and you my spice
Wrong or right
I'm by your side
Your left or your right
Take her to space
Believe all the hype
Numb to the pain
But you'll be
of spice
She said she was Hispanic
Pretty girl
But her ego was gigantic
Her love could make a man twirl
We used to dance all night
She hit every dance move
Feed 'em to the lions
Drinking vodka sprite
We can go all night
Cocaine cut in lines
Captain Morgan Spice
I don't care if she's fire
If she aint actin'
executive area
Acting like they don't see me, standin in front of me
Walkin by me three or four times
Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
the same shit"
The niggas just told these girls that he do it all by himself
It's crazy, cray-cray, I did though, you know what I'm sayin'?
With a golden
You my remedy,
My melody, Cannot deny
You should come with me baby girl
You my ride or die
I want you to take my hand
I want you by my side
You make
she was lacking
Always backtracking
Victoria's secret, the Gucci is packing
There was a time, back a little younger
Wish she had her head in the books
complicated
Girl I wonder why you show but not tell, you treat me like a beast
I treat you like a beauty baby don't that ring a bell
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
It ain't a man's world (You go girl!)
No more sugar and spice (And everything nice)
(repeat)
CHORUS
It's a she thing and it's all in me (It ain't
Discuss these victoria by spice girls Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In