Lyrics I Need Her - Sneakbo, Timbo

I Need Her

Anita, I need her
Baby really give me that fever
Baby really give me that fever
I need that, get her and I breed that
I soon take
I know about donny, he’s a wasteman
Holla at her, I’m just waiting for the feedback
On Monday, chilling in my gaff
Blowing weed and sipping on my yack
Can’t sleep, let me ring-a-ling Tash
That’s my up north ting that’s badder than bad
I’m up in Enfield with my black chick
Cause dem gyal there on some mad shit
She got a nice house and her dad’s rich
I’m 'bout to get her whipped with some mad dick
Sipping Grey Goose, throw away the Malibu
She got a couple pretty friends, tell em come through
Free parking, just park it on the avenue
And come into my crib and let me ra-pa-pam-pam you
I’m flexing, always on a next ting
With a next bitch, I ain’t on a rest ting
I can’t really trust all you hoes
When you’re up in my crib, please just switch off your phone
I don’t really fuck with these hoes
If you fuck with them niggas that don’t fuck with Bo’s
Bitches don’t know no better
She can leave but she won’t find no one better
Said she wanna party with a pornstar
I tell her it’s a stick up like
Said she wanna whine on me, come dine with me
Baby said she wanna go
She like how I do my ting
When we go down, there’s no sound ting
Me and you
We are going on a holiday
She look so good
Make me show my niggas evidence
Baby give me that fever
Man already told you about Anita
Anita, I need her
Baby really give me that fever
Black and white like a zebra
African girl, yeah, she give me that fever
My watch talk for me, my wrist talk to me
My whip talk to me, my crib talk to me
This weren’t for free, no, this weren’t for free
Now bitches wanna fuck with me
The last time I seen Nicki was a year ago
I always do songs for the girls I know
my sister Rose
I got love for them all, I don’t tell them though
I wan' find me a diva, not Lisa
I need a Lewisham girl like Belisha
Me and Shana blowing on Keisha
And Wireless backstage with Tulisa
Running from Mercedes, she’s acting crazy
She’s looking like she wanna trap me with her baby
Body look good, K K flakey
Coca-Cola bottle shape, I like how you shapey