Текст песни XL - Marc.Made

Hahaha, Aye Mari, you did ya thang on this one homie
YAY-YAY

She's a summertime sweet tea and knows her worth
Entree and appetizers, hors d'oeuvres
Independent, outta school so she done wit class
Ain't gon lie I been studying her coursework
Oh, I pay attention to dat presentation
In da market dem assets looking inflated
Think I pre-qualify, submit da resume
Heard I run it like Rocky, but cold as Appalachian
Celebrate over dinner, movies and champagne
The climax had me doubled back for da matinee
So fly I would've swore she an angel
But she might be a Devil with dem angles

Oh, I gotta good thang going huh?
Yee, I gotta good thang going huh?
Shorty bad, gotta good thang going huh?
You can tell we gotta good thang

And she don't need a man, he might hold her back
Everything about her Fab, throw it in da bag
Keep it XL, never one for small chat
Make 'em exhale, boy ya lucky if she call back
She don't need a man, he might hold her back
Everything about her Fab, throw it in da bag
Keep it XL, never one for small chat
Make 'em exhale, boy ya lucky if she call back

Can't touch her she smoking hot like a camp fire
Amphibian, same time cold as New Hampshire
In a league of her own, Sportcenter's Top 10
Oh, I'm on her highlight films
Baby's hall of fame fitted, authentic and independent
I still checkup on her refill dat prescription
Can't tell if she naughty or nice
I just know when we argue she's right
And that's a damn shame
She's so XL, barely fitting in da frame
Friends looking flame and they're all quality appraised
Plus I heard she gotta thing for a nerd
So you know how she means when I get on her nerves

Oh, I gotta good thang going huh?
Yeah, I gotta good thang going huh?
Shorty bad, gotta good thang going huh?
You can tell we gotta good thang

And she don't need a man, he might hold her back
Everything about her Fab, throw it in da bag
Keep it XL, never one for small chat
Make 'em exhale, boy ya lucky if she call back
She don't need a man, he might hold her back
Everything about her Fab, throw it in da bag
Keep it XL, never one for small chat
Make 'em exhale, boy ya lucky if she call back