She Ain't Right

[Intro:] Ooh That bitch ain’t right Yeah Strictly for the motherfucking traps and the trunks [Verse 1:] She all for herself, she bout her fetta sheen Got no ethics, nah, if you paying she staying You ain’t, she in the wind Out of feel, shrewd attitude she ain’t gon’ pretend The only thing she loyal to is them dividends She gon’ get it from you or get it from him Or should I say them? She’ll fuck your friend Then double back, you ask her about it She’ll be like whet? Mind your business Stay in your lane nigga She’ll just destroy your emotions, She know you a lame nigga She gives a damn bout who you are Fuck your fame nigga She out here playing, she ain’t looking for no lame nigga Beautiful girl, body immaculate, extravagant Crème de la crème, strive for the best She fall for ever rich Her smile the hook, soon as you look you’re booked You gon’ do whatever it takes, you did whatever it took Poof! Vamos, she gone, I can’t even say she wrong Cause so much be going on, she gotta take care of her own [Chorus:] Man I really like that girl but the bitch ain’t right But man I really like girl Man I really like that girl but the bitch ain’t right (Man I like that girl) But man I really like girl (Said I like that girl yeah) [Verse 2:] We been fucking for a lil second Our relationship kinda reckless I know we shoulda never intertwined Cause I’m married and you will never be mine Even if it wasn’t you got a background But I love the way she rub a nigga back down Backing fist, I’m really catching feelings for her I know she ain’t right but she just fill this void My niggas think I’m fucking tripping I don’t give a fuck that she like women That’s my boo thaing, her name is rolling cool mane Man she just do things that drive a nigga insane [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Gew up in the gutter, fuck what other people talking bout I love the way she comforts me when I’m alone Fast moving, no cocoons it’s the Cancun Buy the fragrances, scented lotion But that’s how I’m told shit Nothing no amateur, handling the moment I come here cause she’s for real for all other components Rumour surfaces said she already fucked one of my own But when you in the lane I may never give in to notice Nigga nipples, ass wiggly tickle She want it up against the sofa Bend her over, she love it She moaning in the morning Walking like a horse, biting this and that Dropping bands on designer brands, that’s in the mix of this [Chorus]