Brooke Valentine
Brooke Valentine - Girlfight (Clean) lyrics
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It's about to be a girlfight Remix, hey, sendin' this out to all the ladies That got beef with another *** Just walk up to that *** and tell her, whatcha tell her? I don't fight, I don't argue I just hit that chick with a bottle I don't fight, I don't argue I just hit that chick with a bottle (It's about to be a [Incomprehensible] girlfight) We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight I hit that chick wit a bottle, I hit her full throttle Didn't think I could do it 'cause I look like a model I'm so impossible, originated for girlfights The first to leave a heffa in the hospital That's me, yup, M.S.B. Ms. Bottle Action, I swear you heffas can't see me Y'all can't never take me an' insinuate me Turn around an' bite me an' try to demonstrate me Huh? How 'bout I slap ya an' hit ya with one of these Punch ya homie in the mouth with a handful of rings Don't need no help, I can do it myself Had a clique full of girls, now you all by yourself You all alone, you ain't said one word Think security gonna stop it? I'll just flip them a bird What? You got a beef, baby, I tell ya, we can cook it Put ya dukes up, b***, you wanna fight? We can do it We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight Slit ya throat to the meat, *** if you got beef An' that's food for thought, so my pits' can eat If I gotta fight the girl, I'm snatchin' out her curls I'ma catch that *** around the corner, beat her tushy Earl An' let her world caved in, just like her face Nobody know I done it 'cause I left no trace I'm a bad mothaf***, Chi town, my home base Brooke, diggin' in yo a***, Happy Valentines Day Do what I say, lay, lay, lay, my knuckles on ya jaw You won't never get a witness sayin' what they saw I ain't tryin' to be no victim, you wanna cross that line? I leave a b*** leakin' blood, like it's *** time Got that old school in me like Tampax You can't leave home without my CD, like Air Max I throw them bows left to right I'm so so Def a like, legendary like Mike, *** We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight Look, if you really wanna get it poppin' I can act like I ain't got a album droppin' But, you the type to talk slick, quick Get ya a*** whipped an' then go call the cops [Incomprehensible] in the process of gettin' it started File all types of reports, sayin' you got robbed Now that ain't gangsta an' you ain't gangsta Matter 'fact, your whole low fake crew is wankstas I'm tellin' you, you don't really want it with me I don't know how to act, Remy'll O.D. I be camped out, waitin' at ya J O B Wit my hair in two braids, face vaseline An' my squad know the plan before we start thumpin' Even if I'm winnin', we call gon' jump in Talkin' wreckless, no hired protection An' we still walkin' 'round them metal detectors We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight I'm poppin' one heffa, two heffas, three heffas, four If that chick with her, watch her watch her hit the flo' I don't fight, I don't argue Yeah, I just hit that chick with a bottle