She's the type of chick

Can't live without

Take her home

Let her meet your momma

Won't trip when your phone

Rings off the hook

Ain't with that extra drama

Overlooks the fact

That sometimes

You don't know how to act

When you get a little tipsy

Or trippin' or flippin'

She sucks it in



Can keep her cool

Won't show out

On you while

You around your fellas

Find some more pics

Of you and your ex's

And she don't get jealous

Even when you

Get locked up

You can call her up

She's there for you

That's the kind of girl

You need

One that you can wifey



Chorus (2x):

Sometimes

You don't know how

What you've got

'Til you lose

What you've got

When you should

Just wife her

Don't wait too late

You'll miss

A good thing

Go and get the ring

And tell her

That you wife her



The type of chick

That won't get slick

And keep you

From your kids

Won't get buck

Wild and clown

Now she's telling

All your biz

A queen

You don't have

To crown

She knows how

To hold it down

Likes to feel you

Inside her

And she tells you

Don't give out



Even though

She's temporary

She keeps it tight

Just like your married

She'll be the same

Without the ring

Cause she knows

How to play the game

And when you

Can't do without

She maxes out

The cards for you

That's the kind of girl

You need

One that you can wifey



(Chorus 2x)



She'll fix

Your credit

But the Jordan's

On the debit

Better pay her back

But she insists

That you

Don't sweat it

She's no groupie

Tell me I'm her

One and only

Ghetto superstar

On the right next

To my heart



(Chorus)