Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Gotta Chick, artist - Tyga. Album song Rack City, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Money dark
Song language: English
I Gotta Chick |
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me |
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me |
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me |
And she’ll do anything for me that’s why I f*cks with her |
I f*cks with her hard call it my little ghetto sex soldier |
She ain’t like them other chicks |
Gotta nigga .f*ck and she got enough respect to make a nigga feel like a |
president |
.shawty ain’t playin sex so good she’s just got me sayin I’m. |
I toast to the way that she do me .she put it on me she even bring a friend |
for me |
That’s why I buy her everything ‘cause she is the baddiest thing. |
up in the club |
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me |
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me |
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me |
And she’ll do anything for me that’s why I f*cks with her |
I ain’t gotta tell her once whatever it is she gonna do it like. |
ain’t sh** to it like |
Don’t listen to your friends, no matter what they’re telling you |
She listen to her man ‘cause we gonna ride forever |
We be in the phantom ghost. |
doing the most .got alot of haters jealous ‘cause |
we’re still together |
This right here is gonna last forever |
Just you and me together, through the stormy weather ohhh. |
That’s why I buy her everything ‘cause she is the baddiest thing up in the club. |
Hold up baby kick my feet up |
On the table dinner ready that’s my baby |
Cook my favorite spaghetti |
Angel hair fettucine then we fuck until we dreamin |
Wakin up around eleven now we rollin like it’s Cali |
Got a fine dark skin like kesha up in belly |
Ah really I ain’t ready commitment is just to heavy |
I ain’t trippin she ain’t trippin |
She ain’t flippin through my celly |
We’re both grown, lower your tone I’m just kiddin |
We both winnin, like Jordan to the pippin |
Hope you ain’t feelin different 'cause most of them girls was digits |
But you I play my cards right royal flush finish (oh) |
Gotta chick that love me no attitude she hug me |
Li-lick me down and rub me lo-loyal when she for me |
Too many homie owe me push em to the side |
'Cause they ain’t down to ride |
Like my chick that love me |