Uh, she want ya money
Takin' everything and you just trickin' on the honey
Couple backshots she got you comin' outta pocket
Talkin' bout it ain't trickin' if you got it... is that right?
She got you buyin' Prada bags and takin' trips
You found her dancin' at the strip club makin' tips
She pussy poppin' on a handstand, but she was fine
You caught up in her curves, you ain't take ya time
Verse 1
She got them legs thicker than an anaconda
She get it from her momma,
Small bankroll, but got an appetite for Benihanas
Got you spendin' ya cheese on spa trips n saunas
Pedicures and trips to the mall to pay designers
Bags that cost a couple stacks, it's nothin', you got the racks
Give her credit cards, and sendin' her off to shop at Saks
Fifth, unaware that she be coppin' mad gifts
For friends and other lovers, knock boots like blacksmiths
That express is american nigga ain't no comparison
You ain't no entertainer, but ballin' harder than Harrison
Barnes stormin' the malls, comin' out wit' nice bags
You got bills to pay, and all she bring is price tags
You never thought you'd be the one to hook a gold digger
But every time she claim love it make her nose bigger
And she don't know Tigger, but them double G's right
If you thinkin' that you got it, I suggest you think twice
Cause she creepin'
Verse 2
Next scenario
She heard you comin' out her friend's stereo
Gettin' hot locally, so she plottin' to marry you
Very loose, known around the ATL like Lauren London's character
So she chasin', you kickflip, she varial
You can't run away from them groupies forever, she the chief
Massage ya back and she a devil in between the sheets
Them legs thick and the higher them breasts sit
The more you want her to bring it back, to see them sex tricks
There ain't no exit, once you lost in that vagina maze
You smokescreen her, but she findin' you behind the haze
A couple different highlights in her tracks,
Got the purple and dirty blonde, and her makeup on some Cinemax
Before you made it, this wouldn't have been an issue
Now every time you hit the club, them hoes tryna kiss you
You slip up and she gets you, evacuate the scene
If you hit it unprotected, she got you for 18
Man she creepin'
Verse 3
'Ye tried to tell ya
Feedin' all them hoes, that's inevitable failure
Just a young nigga wit a world full of knowledge
Kickin' rhymes for the generations, watch ya lady
Cause she creepin'
Takin' everything and you just trickin' on the honey
Couple backshots she got you comin' outta pocket
Talkin' bout it ain't trickin' if you got it... is that right?
She got you buyin' Prada bags and takin' trips
You found her dancin' at the strip club makin' tips
She pussy poppin' on a handstand, but she was fine
You caught up in her curves, you ain't take ya time
Verse 1
She got them legs thicker than an anaconda
She get it from her momma,
Small bankroll, but got an appetite for Benihanas
Got you spendin' ya cheese on spa trips n saunas
Pedicures and trips to the mall to pay designers
Bags that cost a couple stacks, it's nothin', you got the racks
Give her credit cards, and sendin' her off to shop at Saks
Fifth, unaware that she be coppin' mad gifts
For friends and other lovers, knock boots like blacksmiths
That express is american nigga ain't no comparison
You ain't no entertainer, but ballin' harder than Harrison
Barnes stormin' the malls, comin' out wit' nice bags
You got bills to pay, and all she bring is price tags
You never thought you'd be the one to hook a gold digger
But every time she claim love it make her nose bigger
And she don't know Tigger, but them double G's right
If you thinkin' that you got it, I suggest you think twice
Cause she creepin'
Verse 2
Next scenario
She heard you comin' out her friend's stereo
Gettin' hot locally, so she plottin' to marry you
Very loose, known around the ATL like Lauren London's character
So she chasin', you kickflip, she varial
You can't run away from them groupies forever, she the chief
Massage ya back and she a devil in between the sheets
Them legs thick and the higher them breasts sit
The more you want her to bring it back, to see them sex tricks
There ain't no exit, once you lost in that vagina maze
You smokescreen her, but she findin' you behind the haze
A couple different highlights in her tracks,
Got the purple and dirty blonde, and her makeup on some Cinemax
Before you made it, this wouldn't have been an issue
Now every time you hit the club, them hoes tryna kiss you
You slip up and she gets you, evacuate the scene
If you hit it unprotected, she got you for 18
Man she creepin'
Verse 3
'Ye tried to tell ya
Feedin' all them hoes, that's inevitable failure
Just a young nigga wit a world full of knowledge
Kickin' rhymes for the generations, watch ya lady
Cause she creepin'
( Cam James )
www.ChordsAZ.com