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Down Ass Chick
44
Hip-Hop/Rap
Down Ass Chick was released on January 1, 2005 by Grindtime Official Inc. as a part of the album The Killer
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2005
LabelGrindtime Official Inc.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

Lyrics

I got a girl who's shown up, this thang, she don't complain
When my kinks dry and I safe ride, she don't say why, she right by my side
I got a girl who's shown up, this thang, she don't complain
When my kinks dry and I safe ride, she don't say why, she right by my side
And when them baller **** roll up on them thangs, she still the same
When my kinks dry and I safe ride, she don't say why, she right by my side
You my personal Beyoncé, with me whether it's dawn, P.S. or my state's Vermont
Say, I'm in your love below like your personal entrée
Three thousand ways to drive you up a wall, heat it like a palm off
When a **** beat it down and bust down them sugar walls, all doll
Have you screamin' out, oh Lord, when I be goin' hard, meet you at your job
On your lunch break, break it off, remember when you first let daddy break it in
You was tender then, screamin' out, be gentle then
Manish, little ****, tryin' to be a gentleman
Whisperin', shh, just let me put it in, now here we are
We grindin' undercover, prayin' that I'm on, so wake your mother
Or your older brother, Lord knows I asked to be in trouble
You my good girl, gone mad, I love you
I got a girl, I got a girl who's shown up on this thang she dont complain
When my kinks dry and I safe ride, she don't say why, she right by my side
And when the baller **** roll up on them thangs, she still the same
When my kinks dry and I safe ride, she don't say why, she right by my side
**** don't understand how you ride
They don't understand the love we got is stronger than pride
We pray together, we lay together
Your mama mad 'cause we ain't married, but we stay together
And Lord willing, we gon' stay together
These boys don't understand why they can't tear us apart
I don't need keys to a fancy car and garage
I just need the keys to your heart, my fire soul
I'ma get the green paper and gold
And please never let your mind sweat
These other hoes, they mean nothing
When it comes to cake, they get nothing
You the only woman that inspires something
Swear to God, you keep my heart pumpin'
You was right next to me in the trap
Holdin' my rocks when I was pumpin'
When the mother boys rolled up on you stuntin'
You stayed true to your boy and that mean something
I got a girl who's shown up on this thang
She don't complain
Holdin' my cakes dry
And I say bye
She don't say why, she right by my side
When the mother **** roll up on them thangs
She still the same
Holdin' my cakes dry
And I say bye
She don't say why, she right by my side
Nothing can compare to you
And when you walk in the room, all stares on you
It's like God put a little bit of heaven in you
To help me through the bullshit that I go through
You more complex than a regular boo
You a boss bitch at the same time a queen too
You support me when I'm broke, help me get green too
I could fight this war alone, but it's better with two
So it's me and you against the world, my baby girl
All that I got, my Coretta Scott, my Betty Shabazz
I still love the shape of your ass
The smell of your neck, the feel of your hair
I love it when the kids ain't there
We can do it everywhere, not care
The kitchen table, yeah, do it there
The shower, do it there
Even on the patio, we did it there
I got a girl who's shown up on this thangShe don't complain
Holdin' my cakes dry
And I say bye
She don't say goodbye
She right by my side
And when the ballerinas roll up, I'm doin' thangs
She still the same
Holdin' my cakes dry
And I say bye
She don't say goodbye
Written by: Michael Santigo Render
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