[Verse 1: Br3nya] I see you sis, doing your ting Frontal hella laid and your edges on swim And you too fly to be stressing ‘bout him You worked till five and you still made gym? Damn, you's a boss bitch Make a man move mad like a moshpit Had a dream about Benz so she copped it She want a big bag, she want a profit ugh And you ain't felt like yourself in a while You find it hella hard just to crack a likkle smile And she a single mum, but she still hold it down Baby daddy is a bum, he ain't really been around, no What? Fuck him anyways He must be mad if he think he'll get a better babe I see them girls hating on you, ‘cause you getting paid She playing niggas outchea, she ain't getting played
[Chorus: Hamzaa] Doesn't matter what they say no You're the one, they gotta wait for Cause from waist down, to the way up Let ‘em hate on ya Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on them Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on them
[Verse 2: Br3nya] If they sleeping on you sis, it's all good let ‘em sleep (Sleep, sleep) They'll soon wake up She love ah twerk when she putting on her makeup She too real, she don't deal with all the fake stuff forreal And I know uni stressing you And that money in your pocket been stretching too You just wanna pree the net and cop a dress or two Thinking twice if it's wise, ‘cause the rent is due, yeah But keep going, you gon' get there in the end Soon be an ayy girl again with your friends Banging all nighters but you still look peng Graduated with a first, babygirl you's a ten Hair's all done and your nails on fleek And you need a real one, I know that shit ain't cheap Spend a few bills just to keep your shit neat About “Come round” and he ain't tryna take you out to eat? She got standards it don't mean that she a gold digger She just know that weren't made for no broke nigga Make sure your ting is fully patterned when approaching her She got her eyes on the prize, she a go-getter Don't let ‘em tell you that your waist ain't cutie You don't need no figure eight or a big booty You got a good heart sis that's what I call beauty And when they get you down, you bounce back like a true G
[Chorus: Hamzaa] Doesn't matter what they say no You're the one, they gotta wait for Cause from waist down, to the way up Let ‘em hate on ya Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on them Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on them
[Chorus: Hamzaa] Doesn't matter what they say no You're the one, they gotta wait for Cause from waist down, to the way up Let ‘em hate on ya Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on them Don't worry you can style on them Style on them, style on themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.