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So sick

[Natasha]

Yeah! since you said it right

You better recognize

I’d be the chick up in the corner

Catchin all your eyes

Yea I know I’m looking slim

And girl u wanna fight

5'9, light skin, got some juicy thighs

My hair is long,

And I aint gotta front cause

every inch is my own,

Don’t be trying to check me

‘Cause your man is on my phone

Go and tell my mama ‘cause she don’t care ‘cause I’m grown

(Bring that back)

Yeah! since you said it right

You better recognize

I’d be the chick up in the corner

Catchin all your eyes

Yea I know I’m looking slim

And girl u wanna fight

5'9, light skin, got some juicy thighs

My hair is long,

And I aint gotta front cause

every inch is my own,

Don’t be trying to check me

‘Cause your man is on my phone

Go and tell my mama ‘cause she don’t care ‘cause I’m grown

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me

You must be sick ‘cause dark child's behind me

Plus u real sick ‘cause mochas inside me

W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?

I don’t want you hating me ‘cause you think I’m conceited

But as I ? ‘Cause you man like what he’s seeing

Don’t be mad ‘cause when I walk these boys be breathing

And they panting and they staring and these - breathing

I’m seventeen

And I’m up in the club with no ID

Escorted past you by security

And I’m chilling with your - up in VIP

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

You're looking all retarded

Crazy with all that started

But you can’t get mad at me

‘Cause I’m looking some outta of magazine

Oh! All I’m trying to do is make this money

Cant help these boys is on me

You better fall back off of me

Take 2 of these and just call me in the mornin'

[Clipse]

Call the doctor

These - so sick

The truth is back

We do away with the imposters

Sit amongst the mobsters

Stones blue as Doppler

You track the storm

Lightning wrapped around the collar

Follow the fast lane

And re-up rulers

We started from four and a half like preschoolers

Now we in the middle of old like hula hoopers

Crown Vic's fuller that - we stay troopers

Aviator lens

Drop head coop

Let your head blow in the wind u the envy of your friends

Yves St. Laurent

Make every woman grin

Pocket full of bobble heads

Lets spin them to the end

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

(Rewind That)

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

Why you looking all twisted in ur grill

You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit

You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this

You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip

You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me

You must be sick ‘cause dark Chillds behind me

Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me

W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?

You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me

You must be sick ‘cause dark child's behind me

Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me

W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?

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