作曲 : Bridges, Mosley | |
Maannn, these bitches is awfully nasty | |
And these bitches keep walking past me | |
Either way, | |
I'm a pimp for today | |
Put your bootie in the way and shake that shit!(Now these niggaz is bout they bank)(And these niggaz keep buying dranks)(Lips creep from my body on your lips)(Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit!)[Verse 1 - Shawnna] | |
S-H-A to the | |
W double N- | |
AReal bitch don't play | |
Your eyes can't hide what your lips won't say | |
You're acting like the | |
Dukes of the | |
Fifth won't spray | |
It's okay, they gon learn | |
Chi's most wanted bitch wait your turn! | |
Sac full of yum | |
I'm a make that burn | |
Y'all can't smoke none anyway | |
Wild ones, walk wit a bitch through wild slums | |
Trying to figure out if they're scared of the hips or the chips | |
Or they really can't talk to a bitch wit wild guns | |
No games, hat to the side wit low frame | |
Now I came in this industry killin em | |
Now they all feeling me, sipping on | |
Henny wit an | |
O and a gram![Chorus][Verse 2 - Shawnna] | |
C-H-I to the | |
C-A, G-OIf you ain't been, don't go | |
My city's so fast, you react so slow | |
Your heart might stop and your blood won't flow(That ain't right) | |
I stomp through the hood | |
Wit a grand on my feet like that ain't tight | |
Diamonds on my neck like that ain't bright | |
I come through and shut down the | |
Saturday Night!(Hell yeah) | |
You can kiss that and(Feel there) bring it right back | |
Don't mess wit the frame if you don't know a thing | |
Six years in the game, | |
I'm still here | |
Hold up! They mad cause the streets is sold up! | |
I'm back on my feet, so watch for the cops, we'll never stop | |
Just rep for ya block and throw it up![Chorus][Verse 3 - Shawnna] | |
M-I-D to the | |
W-E-S-TBetter yet that's me | |
Most of y'all chicks gotta impress me | |
You say you got skills, put 'em up let's see | |
Show and prove, | |
I hate to really see | |
What y'all goin through, put on any beat | |
We could spit it in the street | |
From the West to the | |
East, or South to the house | |
Just showing love, go home | |
The body on the flo' is so grown | |
What cha gon' do, when you call to ya label | |
And ya gotta shed a tear, cause you hear ya career's | |
Been post-poned, back up | |
Smart mouth bitches, get slapped up | |
Take it to the trap, get clapped up | |
Put it in ya brain that the female game, been wrapped up[Chorus x2][Outro - Shawnna] | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Hold up, wait a minute | |
Hold up, now wait a minute | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said |
zuo qu : Bridges, Mosley | |
Maannn, these bitches is awfully nasty | |
And these bitches keep walking past me | |
Either way, | |
I' m a pimp for today | |
Put your bootie in the way and shake that shit! Now these niggaz is bout they bank And these niggaz keep buying dranks Lips creep from my body on your lips Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit! Verse 1 Shawnna | |
SHA to the | |
W double N | |
AReal bitch don' t play | |
Your eyes can' t hide what your lips won' t say | |
You' re acting like the | |
Dukes of the | |
Fifth won' t spray | |
It' s okay, they gon learn | |
Chi' s most wanted bitch wait your turn! | |
Sac full of yum | |
I' m a make that burn | |
Y' all can' t smoke none anyway | |
Wild ones, walk wit a bitch through wild slums | |
Trying to figure out if they' re scared of the hips or the chips | |
Or they really can' t talk to a bitch wit wild guns | |
No games, hat to the side wit low frame | |
Now I came in this industry killin em | |
Now they all feeling me, sipping on | |
Henny wit an | |
O and a gram! Chorus Verse 2 Shawnna | |
CHI to the | |
CA, GOIf you ain' t been, don' t go | |
My city' s so fast, you react so slow | |
Your heart might stop and your blood won' t flow That ain' t right | |
I stomp through the hood | |
Wit a grand on my feet like that ain' t tight | |
Diamonds on my neck like that ain' t bright | |
I come through and shut down the | |
Saturday Night! Hell yeah | |
You can kiss that and Feel there bring it right back | |
Don' t mess wit the frame if you don' t know a thing | |
Six years in the game, | |
I' m still here | |
Hold up! They mad cause the streets is sold up! | |
I' m back on my feet, so watch for the cops, we' ll never stop | |
Just rep for ya block and throw it up! Chorus Verse 3 Shawnna | |
MID to the | |
WESTBetter yet that' s me | |
Most of y' all chicks gotta impress me | |
You say you got skills, put ' em up let' s see | |
Show and prove, | |
I hate to really see | |
What y' all goin through, put on any beat | |
We could spit it in the street | |
From the West to the | |
East, or South to the house | |
Just showing love, go home | |
The body on the flo' is so grown | |
What cha gon' do, when you call to ya label | |
And ya gotta shed a tear, cause you hear ya career' s | |
Been postponed, back up | |
Smart mouth bitches, get slapped up | |
Take it to the trap, get clapped up | |
Put it in ya brain that the female game, been wrapped up Chorus x2 Outro Shawnna | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Hold up, wait a minute | |
Hold up, now wait a minute | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said |
zuò qǔ : Bridges, Mosley | |
Maannn, these bitches is awfully nasty | |
And these bitches keep walking past me | |
Either way, | |
I' m a pimp for today | |
Put your bootie in the way and shake that shit! Now these niggaz is bout they bank And these niggaz keep buying dranks Lips creep from my body on your lips Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit! Verse 1 Shawnna | |
SHA to the | |
W double N | |
AReal bitch don' t play | |
Your eyes can' t hide what your lips won' t say | |
You' re acting like the | |
Dukes of the | |
Fifth won' t spray | |
It' s okay, they gon learn | |
Chi' s most wanted bitch wait your turn! | |
Sac full of yum | |
I' m a make that burn | |
Y' all can' t smoke none anyway | |
Wild ones, walk wit a bitch through wild slums | |
Trying to figure out if they' re scared of the hips or the chips | |
Or they really can' t talk to a bitch wit wild guns | |
No games, hat to the side wit low frame | |
Now I came in this industry killin em | |
Now they all feeling me, sipping on | |
Henny wit an | |
O and a gram! Chorus Verse 2 Shawnna | |
CHI to the | |
CA, GOIf you ain' t been, don' t go | |
My city' s so fast, you react so slow | |
Your heart might stop and your blood won' t flow That ain' t right | |
I stomp through the hood | |
Wit a grand on my feet like that ain' t tight | |
Diamonds on my neck like that ain' t bright | |
I come through and shut down the | |
Saturday Night! Hell yeah | |
You can kiss that and Feel there bring it right back | |
Don' t mess wit the frame if you don' t know a thing | |
Six years in the game, | |
I' m still here | |
Hold up! They mad cause the streets is sold up! | |
I' m back on my feet, so watch for the cops, we' ll never stop | |
Just rep for ya block and throw it up! Chorus Verse 3 Shawnna | |
MID to the | |
WESTBetter yet that' s me | |
Most of y' all chicks gotta impress me | |
You say you got skills, put ' em up let' s see | |
Show and prove, | |
I hate to really see | |
What y' all goin through, put on any beat | |
We could spit it in the street | |
From the West to the | |
East, or South to the house | |
Just showing love, go home | |
The body on the flo' is so grown | |
What cha gon' do, when you call to ya label | |
And ya gotta shed a tear, cause you hear ya career' s | |
Been postponed, back up | |
Smart mouth bitches, get slapped up | |
Take it to the trap, get clapped up | |
Put it in ya brain that the female game, been wrapped up Chorus x2 Outro Shawnna | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Wait a minute, hold up | |
Hold up, wait a minute | |
Hold up, now wait a minute | |
Shorty said, shorty said | |
Shorty said, shorty said |