Brandon "Bam" Hodges - She With the sh** lyrics

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Brandon "Bam" Hodges - She With the sh** lyrics

[Intro: Tank] Tank you ready to roll Duffle bags of that R&B money Tank Duffle bags of that R&B money Hey, Q She a boss motherf**er and she know it (She know it) She a boss motherf**er and she know it (Know it) [Verse 1: Tank] I let her get to the top, I let her f** up the streets I let her flip up the work, I let her get it all week I let he pull up her dress, I let her show me that a** I let her twerk on the seats, I let 'em sit on the gla** I let her put it in drive, I let her work with the stick I let her do tricks with the ride, look how she work with the stick I let her open her mouth, I let her put somethin' in I let her do what she want and I let her do it again Yeah, she a pretty lil thing, but a real go getter The kind that won't sing, you can do dirt with her She wanted a boss, it don't get no bigger Beat it up 'til the morning, she ain't a quitter [Hook: Tank] She with the sh** She with the sh** She with the sh** now Anything I say, I have that thing my way She with the sh** She with the sh** She with the sh** now Told me that it's mine, she turn it in on time She with the sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day She ain't f**in' with no lames She with the sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day And I don't play no games She with the [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] She with the sh**, talkin' diarrhea We go through sh**, I stay lyin' to her She think I'm real like I'm Mountain Dew That p**y squirt on me like fountains do I'm in Miami in fountain bleu Taxes paid out when the count is due I don't care nothin' 'bout what you say I don't care nothin' 'bout what you do Me and Tank in the tank I'm a soldier I'll shoot you More then millions in the bank Me and Tank got somthin' to do He said Quan, be patient I told him I wanted to be in movies He said walk around like sh** stank But stay humble and prove Yo point to everybody She with the sh**, she with the sh** She want the D, she want the dick So I gave it to her Whipped it up, yeah, I slaved it to her Tank sing it to 'em, hey [Hook: Tank] She with the sh** She with the sh** She with the sh** now Anything I say, I have that thing my way She with the sh** She with the sh** She with the sh** now Told me that it's mine, she turn it in on time She with the sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day She ain't f**in' with no lames She with the sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day sh**, all day, all day, all day And I don't play no games She with the sh**