BJ The Chicago Kid - Sweet Chick lyrics

[Intro] Oooh, yeah Oooh, yeah Spotlight that's just my life and time [Verse 1: Anderson .Paak] Okay, I got me a sweet b**h So I'm headed to N.Y. just to be up in it Off of Riverton, we f**in' us a sweet chick She go vegan on the weekends Hell naw, you shouldn't be eatin' dick I got me a freak b**h and she nasty, she wild, she a free spirit After me, she gon' let the whole team hit it God damn, why can't you be more discreet wit' it? I'm at peace wit' it Come on, peace, kid Yeah, it ain't much, look Okay, got me a cheap broad Should be tippin' but she'll be puttin' them dollar bills in her bra She be cussin' out the managers at restaurants Every time we go to dinner, sh** is free of charge I got me a centerfold, kinda sorta But she poppin' on the Insta though She gon' have a million followers by the winter time After that she'll be somebody that I used to know I had to let her go, you know? Had a Xan hoe She be mumblin', ain't it hard to understand though She in love with all the trappers from Atlanta Introduced her to T.I. and that was last time I had her Got a skater b**h She a gamer gotta take her to arcades and sh** She'll be watchin' Anime while I'm layin' dick Wanna go to Comic Con? I'm like, "Come down a bit" On my gangsta sh**, uhh Speakin' of which, got a gangsta boo Man, her mama and her grandmomma a gangsta too With the drama keep the llama in the daisy dukes Yeah, the five shot she'll take it to the party, she gon' shoot up the room? (f** outta here, n***a, run ya sh**) Oooh, got a lazy b**h Oh, I'ma do it tomorrow, tomorrow came and went Ain't no f**in' at the crib, it's probably dirty as sh** How you runnin' outta breath when you ridin' the dick? Hoe, oh nah, nah, nah, you gotta get the f** up off me right now Oh, baby, I been thinkin' 'bout what I gotta do all day and I'm f**in' tired, Wilma tired Damn! Okay, I got it Got a cougar b**h We be f**in' in the back of Subaru's and sh** I would love to spend the night, there's always food in the fridge She be knowin' what she likin' and what to do wit' it Uh, throwin' me around, wasn't used to it Gotta tell my bigger homie how abusive she is n***a, no one would believe me, they like, "You just a b**h" Had to buy surveillance cameras to get proof of it Damn I'm suin' you, b**h! [Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid] But I got a fat a** one from Chicago She said she lowkey but everybody know b**h is from heaven, mattress on the floor Invite her to the crib, show her how I live But she bossin' roaches, no Next stop Ohio Her mom's shoppin' these parts from Mexico She demand the D before and after show These are the ups and downs when we're in the... [Chorus] Spotlight that's just my life and time Yeah, baby, baby, yeah Yeahhh, baby Oh, darlin', oooh Darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin' [Break: Anderson .Paak] Okay sh**, yes, Lord Okay Spotlight that's just my life and time I got it, uh [Outro: Anderson .Paak] Got a yogi b**h and she natural, she hate to wear deodorant And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in You got a what, my n***a? You got-you got a what? Oh, your b**h is flexible? No, no-no-no-no You like yogi b**hes now? f** that! How'd you get in here? Chill Let's see if your b**h could dodge these bullets, n***a My n***a, you know what? No-no! Get the f**, wait, you f**in' wit' a b**h.. Don't talk... That don't shave her under arms? You know what? You gon' run that under arm hair b**h b**hes in the hood need that for edges Put the gun down, yo! What else you got in your bag, b**h? Come up off that Shut the f** up, n***a You know what, come up off your cha-you know what? I f**in' loved you, n***a Your b**h is makin' me-you know what, b**h? She 'bout to die first, f** that