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That can handle a chick like me, a chick like me
you see i like em kind of cool
black shades
The georgia peach, see i have to disagree
That s my type, now man it s somthing bout them g s
the georgia peach
don vito you a little foolish
On back to philly, the ones that talk so hood
I need a down south g, so what we got here ya ll
that s my type
Can t get enough so he always wanna eat it up, black shades
I m not the picky type, but them dirty boys
plus he know just how to beat it up
My crip walkin soldiers, ya ll need to keep it pimpin, is just my kind of dude
Is it the money or the candy paint dripping, ya ll need to keep it pimpin
Oh they do something to me, this rasheeda right here, cause we don t need no bustas
The urban legend, anything i like, candy painted impala on 22s
or the way he hold me down and keep it pimpin
On back to philly, oh they do something to me
candy painted impala on 22s
the georgia peach
Where my chi town gangstas, down for whatever
Is just my kind of dude, the boys from the west coast scene Me, all my fellas need to hear me
Black shades, wrist shinning so bright
That s my type, that can give me what i need
Please believe it, steady trappin on the gangsta scene Like, that s how it s going down right here baby
On back to philly, steady trappin on the gangsta scene
This cherish right here, plus he know just how to beat it up
now man it s somthing bout them g s
the ones that ride so good
so what we got here ya ll
A chick like me, keep ya a game Like, i m not the picky type
I like my thugs from every city, from the hood
is it the money or the candy paint dripping
Understand that rasheeda, don vito you a little foolish
anything i like
See i have to disagree, keep ya a game
we calling out all the g s all around the world
this right here is what we call female pimpin
i want ya ll to hear me clearly