What She Want ft. Big3Guapo Lyrics

She wanna star, brand new foreign car

What more do you want from me

Lil baby want Givenchy, Louis, Saint Laurent

What more do you want from me, yeah

Shawty know I'm next hunnit grams hang on my neck

What more do you want from me

And she gone fuck me good cause I might throw her a check

What more do you want from me

I just took her out and bought the mall

I just blew a bag and it ain't stressing me at all

Curry feel like I was born to ball (Swishhh)

Love is somewhere I will never fall no not at all

She gone fuck me cause my money tall

Sliding inna foreign way I drive like Chris Paul

She wanna do shopping sprees

I want shawty on her knees

She wanna hit Tiffany's and take all she can get from me

I ask shawty what she want and she expect a gift from me

Funny how they all come runnin' back say we got history

Water on my necklace that's from Sam sparkle like Listerine

Water on my finger from the city shine like Mister Clean

I just took her out she never been nothing I can't afford

Bitches who can't do nothing for Guap the ones that I avoid

Put her inna brand new foreign thang no more Honda Accord

She thinkin' I love her but tomorrow I won't even know her

She wanna star, brand new foreign car

What more do you want from me

Lil baby want Givenchy, Louis, Saint Laurent

What more do you want from me, yeah

Shawty know I'm next hunnit grams hang on my neck

What more do you want from me

And she gone fuck me good cause I might throw her a check

What more do you want from me

Shorty fucken' with a boss

A shot caller

She only fucken' with me cause she see how I be ballin'

Gold around my neck shorty know my money talkin'

Air forces on my feet, leave a mark cause I be stompin'

She like the way I dress, BB Simon with the Robins

She like the way I smoke cause it always got her coughin'

She like the way my diamonds get to dancin' like they marchin'

She like the way I drive, do the dash we Mario Cartin'

Do this on daily, earning trophies like a sport

She just want a foreign car, push to start with the two doors

She just want Louis Vuitton, she can't afford it anymore

I just might throw her a bag if shorty ride me like a horse

She wanna star, brand new foreign car

What more do you want from me

Lil baby want Givenchy, Louis, Saint Laurent

What more do you want from me, yeah

Shawty know I'm next hunnit grams hang on my neck

What more do you want from me

And she gone fuck me good cause I might throw her a check

What more do you want from me