Chorus girl you pretty you cute cute
petite and you nice
p**y feel like the grip from a vice
some girl hate you ture your cla** and style
spit pon her tou tou
say b**h get a life
2X verse 1 you hot to the point white girls chill with you
to get a tan
just to chill with you
i need a fan
ain't no question about it lady
that b**h is mad
she mad cause she look like man
f**ing tyler perry madea looking a like
lady
you definitely look like
somebody i could make my wife
i would dagger you every night
i wouldn't dagger her with my knife verse 2 love is in the air like swine flu
every man around u
want to say i do
like the mentalistist
that b**h need a clue
your prada
a pain her like
her period cycle
when you come in the club every man eyes u
war professor gay
and even he likes you
no man can every say he loves you
and then sike you
but i did that to her
when i rode her like a cycle Verse 3 yo ugly
that could never be you
you she fugly
watch make me hit are with my shoe (talk)