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She she she she she she got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
Weave weave in they hair, weed in they purse, still crunk
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
With a big round ass, I'm your man to be
You can put a wig on a piglet, make her dance a jigglet
Bring all the money back to daddy and I'm digging it
Burgundy or honey blonde, yellow with them black strippers
Red or the orange some, don't forget the gold teethers
At the club half naked, in the store house shoes
Cussing out authority, body full of tattoos
Bedroom doing things, sticking out a tongue ring
Living in the projects, could be in a gang
She from the hoody hood, all to the goody good
Lips and that tongue and it's all understoody stood
First of the month macking, kids on the Similac
And drop them over mama house, "Girl what's crackalackin?"
Hooking up with so-called, g-string or no draws
Fingernails, big hips, Juicy wear, pink lips
Ready mane to do the damn thing at the motel
If you bang bang it all night, she'll go tell
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
Weave weave in they hair, weed in they purse, still crunk
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
With a big round ass, I'm your man to be
Bald head, scallywag, with nothing in bag
You and a Yankee, ten dollars for a bag
Messed up in the trash, could be some kakalone
Glued in or sewed in, at the bootleg-a-lon
All to the good though, drink it like a wino
Or smoke till she pass out, mainly the hoes
Or stay in a cafe, all up in LD's or the Bill's Twilight
You know what I like, a duck she gon' break something
Turn around make something, meet a real
Nigga anywhere she'll shake something
Like showing out, bust her butt like an elephant
Got a friend, girl dog that is irrelevant
A ménage à trois, she'll call me dada
Or maybe papa, in back of kaka
Her friend can join in, gon' slap that foreign in
Gon' miss the hit where a player was born in
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
Weave weave in they hair, weed in they purse, still crunk
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
With a big round ass, I'm your man to be
When you get her on the drink she gon' get a little frisky
Legs staying open, no rubber kind of risky
Got a bad body, make it move like a gypsy
Cornbread fed, at the club very tipsy
Only down with those that be in the hood slanging
Laundry, mask, car wash is where they hanging
System up loud in the car, keep it wangin'
Amateur night, shake them up, do they thing and
Looking real hard, she'll know that I want it
Got me on hard so I gon' get up on it
Hey baby girl all that can you loan it?
Weave and them contacts, mane I'ma bone it
Say it's all good, she about to kick a mane out
Left her with a wood and she gon' blow them brains out
All in the bed so I had to yank my thing out
Pulling on her throat was her hair and it came out
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave (I like the ghetto)
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
Weave weave in they hair, weed in they
Purse, still crunk (I like the ghetto)
She got gel and weave, gel and weave
She got gel and weave, gel and weave (I like the ghetto)
She got gel...































