Songtexte She - Pac Div feat. TiRon

She hugs and kisses, loves attention
You know how she gets down
Loves that money, honey can't get enough
That's why she (shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby, she's got to have it

Baby got the Gucci on her frame, Fendi on her shoulder
She hang around the rappers, she kick it with the rollers
She addicted to the light, you would swear she was the solar
System on bang while she dippin' in the Rover
I was sippin' on a soda when I first seen her roll up
Car arrive behind her, parkin' at the diner

Struttin' down the aisle, everybody stop to eye her
I'm peepin' in the cut with thoughts to get in that vagina

Simple on me, tried to pimp it on she
But damn, she ain't havin' that
She wanna see my crib on TV with a couple Humvees
And then I might have a chance, but wait, wait
A couple weeks passed, I had stopped to get gas
Heard a voice to my left, she was talkin' real fast
High pitch was her tone, smiled at me and she asked
"Ain't you in that one group?" I looked at her and laughed
Hit the gas

She hugs and kisses, loves attention
You know how she gets down
Loves that money, honey can't get enough
That's why she (shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby, she's got to have it

I was treated like a dirtbag, rollin' up

Everything that they used to do was cold as fuck

All I had was my dreams of blowin' up

Couldn't really do shit, so I soaked it up
Played my part, seen girls hate on me
Like it was an art, I tried to play it smart
Why the baby hair have niggas always throw they hearts?
I played the role of sucker, hopin' for the chance to spark
A convo, now it's like bravo
Everywhere that I go, it's like I struck the lotto
They throw the "got dough" at me, they used to call me nappy
Now they bring they homegirls, hopin' they can tag me
On some "take one to get the other free" shit

Let me cook for ya, let me spend the weekend
Fallin' in love with you
Let me show you everything that I love to do
Say what?

She hugs and kisses, loves attention
You know how she gets down
Loves that money, honey can't get enough
That's why she (shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby, she's got to have it

I wonder how she moved in that tight-ass room
Sweatin' out her weave and her cheap perfume
She hotter then the sun, I could be her moon
And when the night is done, my house will be her tomb

Soon we'll go together like spinal cords and car seats
Or kinda like my words and hard beats

She whispered in my ear she's an artiste
But I ain't tryin' to hear all that, straight to the bar, please
We at the bar and she asked to see my car keys
I'm like "Why?" and this was her reply
"I ain't fuckin' with guys unless they drive
Nothin' less than a 6, or a 745
You ain't willing to trick, I'ma play you to the side
So if you ain't rich, might as well not even try"
Sigh, I asked the bartender for my card back
Sorry I'm not that dude, I'ma fall back

She hugs and kisses, loves attention
You know how she gets down
Loves that money, honey can't get enough
That's why she (shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby (go 'head, shake that, shake that)
Shake that baby, she's got to have it

Yeah, uh, Pakdib, Cook
What's good?
This beat right here
Make a nigga wanna start singin' some shit like
She can have what she want, get what she want
Take what she want, but you ain't gettin' shit from me
Uh, nothin' from me, yeah
'Cause I ain't lyin', uh
We up grindin'
And you wastin' time, yeah