Chorus (×2) She want Clothes, Bags, Lacefronts Nails, Dick and Shoes I want Money, Clothes, Shoes Weed, Beans, and Brandy not The Singer Verse 1 She no Stranger to Danger can't change her She in love with you must got a Spell on you She your Wicked Witch your here Wicked Wizard She love it when you hit it you must be gifted She will ride or die for you I thought you knew Want hesitate to shoot a Nigga in The Crew She want some Jewelry from Johnny Dang She got Niggas turning in they Grave She slang alot of Dope they call it Coke Her Life is no joke you could get smoked like some Weed but first popped like a Bean She won't easily let you in between She a Queen Getting Money is in her Veins Not doing shit out of Vein strong like Bane All she smoke is loud and don't follow Crowds All she speak is Slang and Gang Bang Say the wrong thing there goes your Brain Her name is Bridgette you could never get The Digits Chorus [×2]