Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Slim Dunkin
Vocals
Waka Flocka Flame
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Malphurs
Songwriter
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Mario Hamilton
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Gucci Mane
Executive Producer
Southside
Producer
Waka Flocka Flame
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
[Verse 2]
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 kind, she can't be cloned
"No hands" for her ring tone
"Hard in the paint" her theme song
That's my gutter chick
Man I love dat bitch
How she look and moan
When she takin' it
And don't mind McDonald's, she ain't no bougie bitch
When I wake up
Breakfast on the table
One rolled up
Sprayed up on the table
Baby 'po up
Drinkin' out of the "a" cup
Pass the syrup, I'm finna fuck this food up
[Verse 3]
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
[Verse 4]
Now she stuntin', she goin in
These hoes can't tell her nothin
She came over in a trench coat and under it was nothin
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 hearin this
She got a swag of a top model
Curves like a coke bottle
She know I go full throttle
I'm walkin 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 iPod
I'm a stunt bill on a half a mil
I scream Gucci Mane, can I live?
Chicks know I got a record deal
You know what gone in sixty seconds is
A movie, I'm being me
Just coolin on my DVD
And my BVDs are so I-C-E
Y to the G-U-C-C-I
[Verse 5]
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
[Verse 6]
She puttin on, cash the check
Skinny chick, anorex
Stick the "P" in the "T"
Nuke your fare anywhere
Piss it, ass to mouth
Work for me and now
We be showin' off
Jello don't shake like that
V-neck on my car again
Pulled up in her car again
Tank on E, blowin' gas
No more, she gon' start again
Hold it like "oh my god" again
Twin peak like they followin'
Bit this shit, she swallowin'
Brisk walk, yeah we partyin'
[Verse 7]
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She pay her own bills 'cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, a swag, she stunning
She the type don't never ever ask for nothin'
Written by: J. Luellen, J. Malphurs, R. Davis