Welcome to The Real Deal
I'm in this bitch
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
I stepped off in this bitch and Yu Know they let in a savage
Put ya hands on ya knees, work it like it's magic
She bent it over backed it up, I asked her was it real
She looked back like I don't know tell me how it feel
She look me in my eyes like you rolling off a pill
I threw Everybody back, Got a party pack of jiggs
I be bucking thru the roof, And I put on for my hood
When I f*ck a bitch, I only eat it if it's good
Thinking you could f*ck with me, I don't think you could
Say you gone do what to me, I wish a nigga would
F*ck the club owner, in the section with the Thugs
Word to the Slummy Sonny, we gone tear da club up
She don't wanna a nigga if he ain't got cash
Hood Nigga, I don't want her if she ain't got ass
Real bitch, Yu ain't gotta tell her she bad
In the middle of the floor, how she work that ass
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
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Welcome to The Real Deal
I'm in this bitch
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
I stepped off in this bitch and Yu Know they let in a savage
Put ya hands on ya knees, work it like it's magic
She bent it over backed it up, I asked her was it real
She looked back like I don't know tell me how it feel
She look me in my eyes like you rolling off a pill
I threw Everybody back, Got a party pack of jiggs
I be bucking thru the roof, And I put on for my hood
When I f*ck a bitch, I only eat it if it's good
Thinking you could f*ck with me, I don't think you could
Say you gone do what to me, I wish a nigga would
F*ck the club owner, in the section with the Thugs
Word to the Slummy Sonny, we gone tear da club up
She don't wanna a nigga if he ain't got cash
Hood Nigga, I don't want her if she ain't got ass
Real bitch, Yu ain't gotta tell her she bad
In the middle of the floor, how she work that ass
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
I'm in this bitch
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
I stepped off in this bitch and Yu Know they let in a savage
Put ya hands on ya knees, work it like it's magic
She bent it over backed it up, I asked her was it real
She looked back like I don't know tell me how it feel
She look me in my eyes like you rolling off a pill
I threw Everybody back, Got a party pack of jiggs
I be bucking thru the roof, And I put on for my hood
When I f*ck a bitch, I only eat it if it's good
Thinking you could f*ck with me, I don't think you could
Say you gone do what to me, I wish a nigga would
F*ck the club owner, in the section with the Thugs
Word to the Slummy Sonny, we gone tear da club up
She don't wanna a nigga if he ain't got cash
Hood Nigga, I don't want her if she ain't got ass
Real bitch, Yu ain't gotta tell her she bad
In the middle of the floor, how she work that ass
I need a hot girl, She hotter than hell
Down chick, Hold it down, Never leave him in jail
She ain't chasing fame, she deep in her bag
And she ain't tryna talk if you ain't talkin cash
Bad Bitch, lady in the streets, bedroom she get nasty
Hair and nails did, Just better than average
Left her old man, hollering bout she a savage
Good girl gone bad, Mr Work Magic
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
She's On Fire
Writer: Joben Hawkins
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