[Hook: Gucci Mane] 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
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] My girl independent Bitches all in her business Pink on the back of her boyshorts Bought everything she own Love it when she smile and moan Encore how she groan Ask around the hood, she known One of a type she can’t be cloned “No Hands” for her ringtone “Hard in da Paint” her theme song That's my gutta chick Man I love that bitch The way she look and moan When she taking it And don’t mind McDonald’s Ain’t no bougie bitch When I wake up Breakfast on the table One rolled up Sprayed upon the table Baby ‘po up Drinking out of the “a” cup Pass the syrup I’m finna fuck this food up
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[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Now she’s stuntin', she’s going in These hoes can't tell her nothing She came home 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 blocker These True Religion not the knock off My camera chain is an eye problem I'mma 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
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[Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] She puttin' on, cash the check Skinny chick, anorex' Gnocchi fed anyway Pissin' ask for mouth (wow) Work for me and now (wham) We be showin' off (bam) Jello don't shake like that (jam) V-neck on my cardigan Pulled up in her car again Tank on E, blowing gas No, but she gon' start again Hold it like "oh my God again" Twin peak like they followin' Business first, she swallowin' Brisk walk and we partyin'
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