Ebony Eyez - Hot Chick lyrics

[Ebony Eyez - Hot Chick lyrics]

Ow! See this is for you
Trey this for you, baby
For real? For you
Okay, uh, uh, uh

Now when I met him
He was ridin' clean fresh as Mannie (Uh)
Told me that he wanna see
If I taste like candy
He like how I stroll legged
Bowlegged down fifth and grandy
Walk in my Argentina don't go
Sippin' on some brandy (Woo)
I know I'm buggin' but I'm
Lovin' how the brother thuggin'
I mean the nigga got me
Feelin' hotter than a oven
He grabbed me by the waist and
Put his hands on my hips
All I could think about was gettin'
A sample of them lips
Now we've been kickin' it since
We met in November or December
(Shit, I don't know, I can't remember)
But that's my nigga and he know
That I'ma hold him down
And when his phony homies
Bounce, I'ma be around, yeah

'Cause that's my hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smoke the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life
'Cause she a hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smoke the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life

Now we can hit the liquor sto'
(Sto') , while he firin' up the dro (Dro)
Might take a puff but don't let nobody know
If a hater cause static
(Static) then he know it's automatic ('Matic)
Shit, I'm right with ya and we
Gotta let him have it
He know I'ma keep it real, I'ma keep it trill
Let him know the deal if he get to actin' ill
See the gleam in his watch
(Woo) and my ring full of rocks
As I put my seat back and lean in the drop

Shorty ride shotgun in the old school
Lean to the side let's roll
(Uh, uh, yeah, let's roll
Let's roll, let's go, let's go)
And with me we tryna duck five oh
Gettin' low while we puff that dro
(Uh, uh, uh, uh oh, uh oh, uh uh, uh uh)
And if we gotta go down tonight
You know damn well shorty down to fight
See that's the kinda chick I like
Drinkin' Hennessey straight with no ice
(Uh, uh, yeah, now tell 'em what you call me)

'Cause that's my hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smok the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life
'Cause she a hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smoke the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life

Now he got a few partners but not too many
Don't like them type of
Gals that's too skinny (Woo)
Tell me watch out for heffers
Actin' cool with me
Let him know it's all good as
Long as you with me
He got a lotta muscle and he
Taught me how to scuffle
He showed me how to hustle
My def jams like Russell
He said here is what you gotta
Do to make a lotta capital
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 bestest friend his mama love me
But my daddy can't stand him
Bamas throw tantrums when we creep
Up in the Phantom he love me when I wake up
Don't like a lotta makeup
We have been on a breakup
But then we kiss and make up
We do a lotta freakin'
Especially on the weekend
Mornin's and evenin's
(Now that's a real chick for ya)
Yeah, 'cause I'm a

'Cause that's my hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smoke the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life
'Cause she a hot chick, fly chick
My 'round the clock chick smoke the lye
My keep it real chick, trill chick
See that's my one chick down for life

See that's my one chick down for life
See that's my one chick down for life

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