Hurricane Chris
Hurricane Chris - She Fine songtekst
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Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Hurricane Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum She fine den a bitch, ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry Well, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet Look at her prettier then Halle and thicker than Janet She say she like all of my club bangers, I be jamming Told her to bust it open let me see what's really happenin' She the ship and I'm the captain, I'm tha captain Booty bigger than the pus And I'm all the way in your city I'm from Louisiana so you gotta show me how your City do it for that camera Make it drop and bring it back to the top I'm no amateur Girl, you can give it to me it ain't nothing I can't handle She just got out of the shower smellin' like a scented candle And I'm finna, finna? Sliding off tha mattress, no moving, no acting, baby this is real action Beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me I know you're Halle Berry, baby there's no acting I beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me for real She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, you jazze, that's way past fine Incredible by tha waist plus she got a pretty face Even tho she got class she listen to UGK I'm finna flip her through traffic with tha top back of tha donk Girl, I guarantee I can make you go numb, numb, numb, numb I got enough bread to take me and you to London And back to America and all over the country She make me want to keep her close by like a side kick She tha type of chick that ain't gone never look sloppy I'mma beat it out the frame, Hurricane that's who I be You must be Halle Berry, I don't need to see your ID She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry Gone bob your head, gone work your shoulder Now what I just said, girl, do it on tha d age ain't she I done got a little older Me or you man, baby girl take a pick which one She so classy, she's so jazzy Lil momma blow like a, do it on tha d She don't need no help, she say she got it She do it all by her self Get so fine like a goddamn ticket, gave her a hickey In order for a nig like me to spend cash You gotta bounce like shocks in your ass You, bed, ass, work, start slow faster Mr. Halle Berry, Mr. Take your bitch Take her from tha club to tha car to tha D Superstar She fine den a bitch ass and her tits Thick in tha hips every nig want her Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease Halle Berry, Halle Berry, Halle Berry Halle Berry, Halle Berry