You look like you really got it
Prada, Gucci, Louis, Fenty on your body
She got all the qualities to make you want her
Independent, smart, and really bout her guala
Baby what's uncommon is someone that's common
What's a queen if she ain't got nobody?
Baby I'm the king of making you feel wanted
Never sell my love, pawn, or auction
I would rather show my love, touch your body
Put you undercovers like the coppers
I would rather slow it up, make it longer
We go fast then imma kamikaze
Baby girl I chose you to f*ck with me
The same way you chose me to keep you company
Luckily, things turned out way better than we thought it'd be
Thought that we, would be another regret we don't wanna keep
Something she, did to a nigga to make him wanna go exclusive
Really girl it ain't no hate to them other niggas that done tried to do it
But you know I really ain't like them other niggas
They done put you through it
And now you hate them all but me
Quality, usually scarce in quantity
You so sexy, God knew what he did when he made that physique
Baddie B, fat ass in jeans
I'd go to war, call the cavalry and leave them all with casualties
You look like you really got it
Prada, Gucci, Louis, Fenty on your body
She got all the qualities to make you want her
Independent, smart, and really bout her guala
Baby what's uncommon is someone that's common
What's a queen if she ain't got nobody?
Baby I'm the king of making you feel wanted