
She Be Puttin’ On Gucci Mane & Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Slim Dunkin)
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[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
My girl independent
Bitches all in her business
Pink on the back of her boyshorts
Bought everything she own
Love it when she smile and moan
Encore how she groan
Ask around the hood, she known
One of a type she can’t be cloned
“No Hands” for her ringtone
“Hard in da Paint” her theme song
That's my gutta chick
Man I love that bitch
The way she look and moan
When she taking it
And don’t mind McDonald’s
Ain’t no bougie bitch
When I wake up
Breakfast on the table
One rolled up
Sprayed upon the table
Baby ‘po up
Drinking out of the “a” cup
Pass the syrup
I’m finna fuck this food up
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stuntin'
She the type don’t never ever ask for nothing
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
My girl independent
Bitches all in her business
Pink on the back of her boyshorts
Bought everything she own
Love it when she smile and moan
Encore how she groan
Ask around the hood, she known
One of a type she can’t be cloned
“No Hands” for her ringtone
“Hard in da Paint” her theme song
That's my gutta chick
Man I love that bitch
The way she look and moan
When she taking it
And don’t mind McDonald’s
Ain’t no bougie bitch
When I wake up
Breakfast on the table
One rolled up
Sprayed upon the table
Baby ‘po up
Drinking out of the “a” cup
Pass the syrup
I’m finna fuck this food up
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