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• I Gotta Chick • | by Tyrese feat. Tyga & R. Kelly
(Chorus:)
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
And sheíll do anything for me thatís why I fucks with her.

I fucks with her heart, call it my little ghetto sex soldier
And she ainít like them other chicks
(Got a nigga obey)
Like a fucking bag of chips
So she got enough respect to make a nigga feel like a president
(The best of her)
Shawty ainít playiní sex so good she just got me sayiní, man
I toast to the way that she do me, she put it on me
Sheíll even bring a friend for me
And thatís why I buy her everything
Cause she is the baddest thing up in the club

(Chorus:)
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
And sheíll do anything for me thatís why I fucks with her

I ainít gotta tell her but once, whatever it is
She gonna do it like ainít shit to it like
Donít listen to your friends no matter what theyíre telling you
You should listen to your man cause we gonna ride forever
We be in the Phantom gloss doing the most
Got a lot of haters jealous cause weíre still together
This right hereís gonna last forever
Its you and me together through the stormy weather
Thatís why I buy her everything
Cause she is the baddest thing up in the club

(Chorus:)
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
And sheíll do anything for me thatís why I fucks with her

Hold up baby kick my feet up
On the table dinner ready thatís my baby
Cook my favorite spaghetti
Angel hair fettuccine then we fuck until we dreaminí
Wakiní up around eleven now we rolliní like itís Cali
Got a fine dark skin like Keisha up in belly
Oh really? I ain't ready, commitment is just too heavy
I ainít trippiní she ainít trippiní
She ainít flippiní to my celly
Weíre both grown, lower your tone Iím just kiddiní
We both winniní, like Jordan to the Pippen
Hope you ainít feeliní different Ďcause most of them girls was digits
With you I play my cards right royal flush finish (oh)
Gotta chick that love me no attitude she hug me
Li-lick me down and rub me lo-loyal when she for me
Too many on me on me push em to the side
ĎCause they ainít gonna ride
Like my chick that love me.

(Chorus x2:)
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love, I gotta chick that love me
I gotta chick that love me, I gotta chick that love me
And sheíll do anything for me thatís why I fucks with her
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