paroles de chanson My Chick - 420 Stunna
I'm
glad
that
she
my
chick
I'm
glad
that
that's
my
bitch
Girl
you
know
that's
my
shit
(yeah,
you
know
that's
my
shit)
I
can't
even
lie
lil
mamma
fine
Your
man
ain't
got
a
nickel,
how
the
fuck
he
get
a
dime
Put
some
diamonds
on
your
neck,
girl
I
know
you
like
to
shine
Tattoo
on
your
ass
just
to
let
them
know
its
mine
Let
me
fuck
you
from
behind
Let
me
hit
it
from
the
back
Fuck
you
real
good
while
I'm
pulling
out
your
track
Hair,
nails,
bills,
I'll
pay
for
all
of
that
Own
money,
crib,
car,
hell
yeah,
she
all
that
Keep
on
stunting
on
her
friends
like
my
man
all
that
Yeah,
we
all
that,
baby
girl
straight
facts
Brick
fair
money
she
can
keep
her
income
tax
Wanna
get
her
body
done,
tryna
trim
the
extra
fat
I
told
her
not
to
do
it
cause
I
like
it
like
that
Park
the
Range
Rover,
you
can
drive
the
Hellcat
Keep
the
pistol
in
her
purse
cause
she
thuggin
like
that
She
told
me
from
the
jump
not
to
thug
her
like
that
I
know
that
I
can
do
it,
but
I
don't
do
it
like
that
Miss
one
of
her
calls,
Imma
call
right
back
When
she
tell
me
that
she
love
me,
I
say
I
love
your
ass
back
Them
lips
so
soft
and
that
ass
so
fat
That
pussy
so
tight
and
she
keep
the
cat
waxed
The
curves
just
right,
got
a
coke
bottle
shape
More
important
than
that
she
got
a
pretty
ass
face
She
love
her
last
nigga,
I
got
his
ass
out
the
way
Keep
that
nigga
out
your
face,
yea,
ugh
Baby
girl
so
hundred,
catch
a
case
right
now
then
baby
girl
she
coming
I'm
in
the
streets
all
day
tryna
get
that
money
When
I
get
home
I
wanna
fuck,
I
don't
wanna
hear
nothing
We
kissing,
touching,
rubbing,
sucking
She
can't
stop
shaking,
won't
stop
nutting
Tryna
hit
it
right
but
she
won't
stop
running
Bring
that
ass
here
so
I
can
beat
it
like
I'm
drumming
AC
on
but
we
sweating
like
it's
summer
I
don't
never
wanna
stop,
I
hope
the
wheels
keep
turning
Blunts
keep
burning,
liquor
keep
pouring
I'm
high,
I'm
in
the
clouds
and
I
don't
wanna
stop
soaring
I
don't
wanna
stop
flying
I
hope
you
never
start
lying
Bae
you
know
that
I'm
the
pilot
But
sometimes
I
let
you
drive
it
We
on
our
Bonnie
and
Clyde
shit
I'm
the
one
and
you
my
sidekick
You're
book
smart
and
a
bad
bitch
I'm
just
glad
that
you're
my
bitch
(glad
that
you're
my
bitch)
(Yeah,
married
to
the
game)
1 Ice Cold (feat. Bigga Rankin)
2 Money Makin Mitch
3 Dirty 30s (feat. Bigga Rankin)
4 Super Cool (feat. Bigga Rankin)
5 Dirty Game (feat. 1lee)
6 Add It Up (feat. Bigga Rankin)
7 Bally's
8 My Chick
9 Elevate (feat. Bigga Rankin)
10 Facts (feat. DaBull)
11 Leesburg Anthem (Bonus Track) [feat. Bigga Rankin]
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