T-pain She Got It lyrics

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Copy to Clipboard: [Chorus:]
I know she got it Cause she lookin' at me like she want it (Want It)
She Drop it low, Make me wanna throw Some d's on it (Hey)
Whatever it is you cant stop it, cause she get loww
When she on that pole, and that lets me know
She got it [Repeat x10]
Whoa, She Got it, shawty, She got it

[Verse 1:]
Excuse me why let me talk to ya for a second,
Lil mama so fine she got the whole squad sweatin',
Damn, how you fit all that in them jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink, drink
Young boss baby I treat cha' treat cha' to the finer things
Neck bling, wrist bling, wedding ring, nah I'm playin'
Might light your neck or wrist
But cha got a ride nice dick and uh
Take trips with the bricks
She got it (she got it) She got it (She Got It) thats what Pain sayin'
Them other niggas lame man, lil' mamma I got the game plan
2 pistols, me and you boss I make it happen while they talk
Ridin 6's while they walk

[Chorus]

[Interlude: T-Pain {2 Pistols}]
Oh (Hey!) oh (Hey!)
She got it (she got it) {she got it, she got it}
Oh (Hey!) oh (Hey!)
She got it (she got it) {she got it, she got it}
Shorty know she's got it (Hey!) got it, got it (Hey!)
She got it (she got it) {she got it, she got it}
Shorty know she's got it (Hey!) got it, got it (Hey!)
She got it (she got it) {she got it)

[2 Pistols:]
Damn she bad (damn she bad) damn she thick (she thick)
Five foot five, hazel eyes, redbone you the shit
Make a nigga wanna stop and stare, I just wanna pull your hair
Freaky shit, kinky shit, but we don't need to take it there
I'm a young boss girl, let me upgrade ya
He's a worker, I get work out, what you 'bout girl
Trips to Venice (Venice) what's the business
Bet this, Swiss your digits, and the rest is history

[Chorus]

[Tay Dizm:]
I see my superwoman, nobody can't do it like she can
And she got it, I'm tellin' you like nobody yeah!
And I love the way she talk them lames out they dreams
Bestest thing in fresh Louis with the matching jeans
And I love the tatted down baby, I'm your fit
Can I be yo' appetizer, yo just her and me
Oh, she's on tonight, the baddest in the club
I grab that ass when she give me a hug cause

[Chorus]

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