Lyrics Frida. - Curtis Roach feat. Chance Thrash

Where you at?
Where you from?
Where you at?
What's your sign?
Where you at?
Where you from?
What's your sign?
Ah, Where my fly little divas at?
Where my queens, where my chicas at?
Apple bottom girl, so we need it yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah
I think I found me a keeper yeah
You run my mind like a cheetah yeah
Picture perfect girl, you're Mona Lisa yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah
Ay, girl you lookin' like a actress, something out a scene
Tell me what's a bad bitch to a golden queen
Say she like to floss like she cleaning out a teeth
Lookin' like a snack, girl you look just like a treat
Girl you look just like desert, 'cause you like the syrup
Girl you know you got to swerve, when they throwing dirt on you
Girl you know you better work
Ms. Independent in that nice dress
Girl you be the finest
You be where them fly little divas at
Where my queens, where my chicas at?
Apple bottom girl, so we need it yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah
I think I found me a keeper yeah
You run my mind like a cheetah yeah
Picture perfect girl, you're Mona Lisa yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah
Can I ask were my divas at?
Where my queens, where my chicas at?
Apple bottom girl, so we need it yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah
I think I found me a keeper yeah
You run my mind like a cheetah yeah
Picture perfect girl, you're Mona Lisa yeah
Yeah, yeah, 'cause you my Frida yeah