She Be Puttin' On ft. Waka Flocka lyrics

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She got a car, a job, A swag, she stuntin'
She the type *don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag, she stuntin'
She the type *don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type &don't never ever ask for nothing'
She be puttin' on

*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
ion't call her, she grown
Ask around the hood, she known
One of a kind, she can't be cloned
"No Hands" for her ringtone*
"Hard in the Paint" her theme song*
That's my *gutta* chick, man I love that bitch
*How she look and moan, when she taking dick
And don't mind McDonalds she aint no bougie bitch*
*When I wake up, breakfast on the table, one rolled up, sprayed upon the table
Baby po'up drinking out of a cup, pass the syrup, I'm finna fuck this food up*

She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
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She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She be puttin' on

Stuntin' she going in, these hoes can't tell her nothing
She came over in a trench coat and under it was nothing
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 hearing this
She's got swag of a top model
Curves like a coke bottle
She know I go full throttle I'm walking with a slight wobble
Got choppas like I'm big papa
I'm big Gucci you a cock blocka
The true religions, I can't knock em
My camera chain is an eye problem
Imma stunt stunt a bill on a half a mil’
Ice crem Gucci Mane, can I live?
Chick knows I got a rubber dick
You know what gone in 60 secs is?
A movie, I’m being me
Just cooling and my DVD
And my BVDs are so I-C-E
Y to the G-U-C-C-I

She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She pay her own bills cause she got her own money
She got a car, a job, A swag she stuntin'
She the type don't never ever ask for nothing'
She be puttin' on*



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