She Got It Lyrics

A, aye, aye, aye

She got it, she got it

She bought it, she bought it

Say that she got it, she got it

Say that she bought it, she bought it

Hot as tamale

That pussy will drive you psychotic

She got it, she got it

She bought it, she bought it

That pussy will drive you psychotic

She shoppin' in phallic

She got it, she got it

She bought it, she bought it

That pussy will drive, you psychotic

She shoppin' in phallic

She be shoppin' Neiman Martin

Demon body, coca pasta

Getting her number like the Oscar

Head game so awesome

Kill the pussy, play possum

Got me screaming like Oscar

She bust it now watch how it blossom

She got a fat ass, now watch how she toss it

She Buying Whatever no matter the cost of it

She want the new Phatom, she really a boss

She really a stallion She really a hose with it

She said she on go, it ain't really no pausing it

She Still Counting Blues ignoring calls and shit

Steady Shiting on you hoes, but you need a stall for this

Shit ain't no game, it ain't no call for this

She do what you call a risk

Ball like mellow and ice, her risk

Play Pussy Get Fuck with A Fist

She want more than a dick to touch the click

She Do More Than Just Ride She suck and spit

She be off in the gym, she really split

Then go back to the hood an roll ah spliff

Face like a goddess, her presence a gift

More than rite I squeeze more than hip

If she glance nite I'd be a pip

She said that she up and she don't need a lift

they think She slow and she really swift

She say she ah hit like taylor swift

She drivin' so fast, she outta shifts

She said she can bust it just like a clip

She already drunk, but she want a sip

Like, damn, lil' baby, slow down, catch your grip

She got it, she got it

She bought it, she bought it

That pussy will drive psychotic

She shoppin' at Follies

She got it, she got it

She bought it, she bought it

That pussy will drive you psychotic

She shoppin' at Follies

She shoppin' at Follies