damnlyrics.com

She Be Puttin' On

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

My girl independent

Bitches all in her business

Pink on the back of her boy shorts

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 ring tone

"Hard in the 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 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

Now she's stuntin', she's going in,

These hoes can't tell her nothing

She came home in a trench coat

And under it was nothing

I'm so curious, it's serious,

My car so fast and furious

But she'll drive a man delirious

I hope all y'all hearing this

She's got swag of a top model

Curves like a coke bottle

She know I go full throttle

I'm walking with a slight wobble

Got choppas like I'm Big Papa

I'm Big Gucci, you a cock blocker

These True Religion not the knock off

My camera chain is an eye problem

I'm a stunt stunt a bill on a half a mil'

Ice crem Gucci Mane, can I live?

Chick knows I got a rubber dick

You know what gone in 60 secs is?

A movie, I'm being me

Just cooling and my DVD

And my BVDs are so I-C-E

Y to the G-U-C-C-I

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

---

Lyrics powered by lyrics.tancode.com

written by DAVIS, RADRIC DELANTIC/MALPHURS, JUAQUIN/LUELLEN, JOSHUA

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Enjoy the lyrics !!!