She For The Streets (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Uh uh She For The Streets

Don't intake no veggies she won't some meat

Not calling ya basic ya just a freak

The nerve to be mad when yo n**** cheat

But want me to clap them cheeks!

Uh uh She For The Streets

Cuffing her down so obsolete

A real gon chill sit back and see

She f****** again ain't been a week

She Belong to the Streets!

Here we go again

I done f***** on lil shawty go grab ya friend

Balenciaga and Prada gon make her sin

Don't got a problem when dollars be coming in

She Belong to the Street!

Put it on God and dem

And a lot of s***

She'll ride the d*** like a thoroughbred

And that throat game need a scholarship

Mean s***

She insane but that membrane on the dean's list

Freak b**** wit no chill on four pill fiend s***

She gon bust it she gon throw it

For the realist n**** rolling

And she know it that lil p**** potent

Got em losing focus

Shawty street pass her to the brodie

She giving up throaty for a 40

She be bout that action

Put the play in motion and she going

Uh uh She For The Streets

Don't intake no veggies she won't some meat

Not calling ya basic ya just a freak

The nerve to be mad when yo n**** cheat

But want me to clap them cheeks!

Uh uh She For The Streets

Cuffing her down so obsolete

A real gon chill sit back and see

She f****** again ain't been a week

She Belong to the Streets!

She like the way I do her

She say my vibe and presence do something to her

She think that she slick but I'm seeing thru her

That p**** got mileage just like a Buick

But want me to clap them cheeks!

So it's over with

Nothing out of me you get no cents

Didn't take me long to see you wasn't s***

So I sold ya a dream cuz she hopeless

Get up out my face wit that h** s***

With ya breath smelling like four d****

Friend called ya out she wasn't joking

Tried to chew some gum it didn't work b****

She gon bust it for a couple dollars

Hitman umma make her Holla

Toppy sloppy I ain't stop her

S*** sound like she popping bottles

Love it how she never swallow

Stank walk but that p**** clean

Bust that b** just like a chopper

Sent that b** back to to the streets!

Uh uh She For The Streets

Don't intake no veggies she won't some meat

Not calling ya basic ya just a freak

The nerve to be mad when yo n**** cheat

But want me to clap them cheeks!

Uh uh She For The Streets

Cuffing her down so obsolete

A real gon chill sit back and see

She f****** again ain't been a week

She Belong to the Streets!