Ebony Eyez - Hot Chick lyrics

Now when I met him he was riding clean fresh as mannie Told me that he wanna see if I taste like candy He like how I strollegged bowlegged down fifth and grande Walking my argentina dogo sipping on some brandy I know I'm bugging but I'm loving how the brother thuggin I mean the n***a got me feeling hotter than a oven He grabbed me by the waist and put his hands on my hips All I could think about was getting a sample of them lips Na we been kicking it since we met in november Or december sh** I don't know I can't remember But that's my n***a and he know that I'm a hold him down And when his phony homies bounce I'm a be around yeh Cause she a hot chic block chic Around the clock chic smoke the la Keep it real chic trill chic So that's my one chic down for like We can hit the liquor store while he firing up the dro Might take a puff but don't let nobody know If a hater cause static then u know it's automatic sh** I'm right with cha and we gotta let him have it He know I'm a keep it real I'm a keep it trill Let him know the deal if he get to acting I'll See the gleam in his watch and my ring full of rocks As I put my seat back and lean in the drop Shorty ride shotgun in the ole skool lean to the side let's roll (Let's roll let's roll) Cause you know we trying to duck 5 0 Getting low while we puff that dro (Oh ooh oh ooh) And if we gotta go down tonight You know damn well shorty down to fight See that's the kind of chic I like Drinking hennessy straight with no ice (Yeh now tellum what you call me) Now he gotta few potnas But not too many Don't like them type of gals That's too skinny Tell me watch out for heffas Acting cool with me Let him know it's all good As long as you with me He got a lot of muscle And he taught me how to scuffle He showed me how to hustle My def jams like russel He said here is what you gotta do To make alot of capitol Open up a avenue Gone have them all after you We chill on the couch and watch espn When I'm being a grouch he still my bestes friend His moma love me But my daddy can't stand him Bammas throw tantrums When we creep up in the phantom He love me when I wake up Don't like alot of makeup We have been known breakup But then we kiss and make up We do alot of freaking Especially on the weekend Mornings and evenings (now that's a real chic for ya) Cause I'm a