| I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
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| I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
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| I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
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| And she’ll do anything for me that’s why I f*cks with her
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| I f*cks with her hard call it my little ghetto sex soldier
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| She ain’t like them other chicks
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| Gotta nigga .f*ck and she got enough respect to make a nigga feel like a
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| president
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| .shawty ain’t playin sex so good she’s just got me sayin I’m.
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| I toast to the way that she do me .she put it on me she even bring a friend
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| for me
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| That’s why I buy her everything ‘cause she is the baddiest thing.
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| up in the club
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| I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
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| I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
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| I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
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| And she’ll do anything for me that’s why I f*cks with her
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| I ain’t gotta tell her once whatever it is she gonna do it like.
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| ain’t sh** to it like
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| Don’t listen to your friends, no matter what they’re telling you
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| She listen to her man ‘cause we gonna ride forever
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| We be in the phantom ghost. |
| doing the most .got alot of haters jealous ‘cause
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| we’re still together
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| This right here is gonna last forever
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| Just you and me together, through the stormy weather ohhh.
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| That’s why I buy her everything ‘cause she is the baddiest thing up in the club.
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| Hold up baby kick my feet up
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| On the table dinner ready that’s my baby
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| Cook my favorite spaghetti
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| Angel hair fettucine then we fuck until we dreamin
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| Wakin up around eleven now we rollin like it’s Cali
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| Got a fine dark skin like kesha up in belly
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| Ah really I ain’t ready commitment is just to heavy
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| I ain’t trippin she ain’t trippin
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| She ain’t flippin through my celly
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| We’re both grown, lower your tone I’m just kiddin
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| We both winnin, like Jordan to the pippin
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| Hope you ain’t feelin different 'cause most of them girls was digits
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| But you I play my cards right royal flush finish (oh)
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| Gotta chick that love me no attitude she hug me
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| Li-lick me down and rub me lo-loyal when she for me
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| Too many homie owe me push em to the side
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| 'Cause they ain’t down to ride
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| Like my chick that love me |