Lyrics:
ain't even gotta watch for police
It's legal now, they allow us to grow trees
My hotel suite describe the definition of chic
Tryin' not to ash
out
I tell ya that (love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
Because a lot of people out here
They say, "I love my car" or "I love my chain"
until my fingers hurt
I hit my target, uh, I up the margin
What they on? You know how Nas do, don't get me started
Chic, sleek, and snazzy from a small
swimming pool
The more I'm with you, pretty baby
The more I feel my love increase
I'm building all my dreams around you
Our happiness will never cease
swimming pool
The more I'm with you, pretty baby
The more I feel my love increase
I'm building all my dreams around you
Our happiness will never cease
eyes but mine are greener
(I'm Hot) I keep it simple like add and subtract
One color, everything I rock is black
Like that black chic black whips
the if the head right
Sicker than your average
Knit from different fabrics
My chic a bad bitch
Ass thicker than mollasses
Get mad hit switch
Flipping like
holy sin
She loves to stroke my friend,
There he goes again
Jesus christ
Oh he rose again,
Uh oh, he rose again
Just close the door
Dont let the omen in
love three sons
Why do you love my thumbs
Chic a wit da bo wit bow bow
It was cocaine shit ya
Oh Shit ya ya
Chick a don't a bow bow
Chick a don't in my
out
I tell ya that (love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
Because a lot of people out here
They say, "I love my car" or "I love my chain"
down
That's when your smile comes around
Oh, I love the way you hold me, by my side you'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in
by a thread
And I want them dead
I sat on read thinking funny I asked you to my my crib
Did you think Id lay your voice on the track in my hood
Your
Love yourself so much to make love to yourself
My talent's an undercover homie I'm a born killer
You probably just never seen a nigga ever gone
puss
"And my mother got to call us for dinner"
"Yo, yo, yo"
Cooky puss, pussy crumbs, what are pussy crumbs?
"Take me home and eat me, yeah"
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back, sipping tea
Let my early retirement commence
Far from fools made of wax, I'll get down to brass tacks and relax
And I'm never coming down
Like a real dumb waiter
And uh
Met a fine chic
Had to make it mine quick
She wasn't going tho
Playing with my mind shit
I started
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
that cells that I spend
I will shine
Take it all back and I wouldnt be shit
It's my time and I grind and I shine
Yeah it's my time
Yeah
It's my
a down south chic raised on butter and grits
And I'm bout my hustle bout to get all I can get
Cuz I ain't trying to work for 5.50 at Jack in the Box
I was
loves me just the way I am
(Just the way I am)
To all my Sally's out there, put your hearts in the air
tell me where you wanna go and I take you there
like e cocaine
E Dey do me like e joke ooo
Make I smoke e my smoke oooo
Who Dey play with my chic oooo
Hmmmm
Baby give me on a low low
Hmmm
Make we take
You know my heart beats rhythm and my dreams still take me higher
I've travelled round the world but they can't cure my desire
The city looks
girl that can take your spot, my love
(So don't give away)
My love
(So don't give away)
My love
(So don't give away)
Ain't another girl that can
play, more than a lot
Give it a shot, verses cannot be made by a bot
Words from the heart are what I've got
My hug is warm and my kiss is hot
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