2 Pistols (ft. T-Pain) - She Got It Lyric
She Got It (ft. T-Pain) I know she got it cause she lookin at me like she want it She drop it low, make me wanna throw some d's on it Whatever it is you cant stop it, cause she get low When she on that pole, and that lets me know She got it, she got it She got it, she got it She got it, she got it She got it She got it, she got it She got it, whoa She got it, shawty She got it Excuse me a while, let me talk to ya for a second Lil mama so fine she got the whole squad sweatin Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans? Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink Young boss baby I treat cha' treat cha' to the finer things Neck bling, wrist bling, wedding ring, nah Im playin Might like to neck your wrist But cha gotta ride nice dick and uh Take trips with the bricks She got it, she got it (She got it) Thats what Pain said Them other niggas lame man, lil mamma I got the game plan 2 pistols, me and you boss I make it happen while they talk Ridin 6's while t...