Intuition - Make Her Mine lyrics

[Intuition] She's a Bev Hills betty, I'm a West Side loser With a wallet full of maxed out plastic and coupons But I treat her right and turn that attitude on Keeps her down to Earth and never actin brand new y'all She's Grey Poupon, I'm ranch dressing Her folks think she's slumming now I got her dad stressing Their little baby that they took to tap lessons Getting tapped by a modern man trapped adolescent She's at the Grove while I'm over there on Fairfax Monolo'd toes while I'm rocking old AirMax The type of girl that people on the streets stare at Look at me and wonder how I ever pulled fair catch I'm the type to get my dinner and a movie on She got a Louis Vuitton and some Gucci's on People ask me "Is she always acing bougie?" Nah... That's why I'm keeping her around, 'cuz she don't do me wrong