She Will

Album: Tha Carter IV (2011)
Charted: 58 3
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  • Young Money, yeah, four

    I tell her, "Now goin' pop that pussy for a real nigga"
    I already know that life is deep but I still dig her
    Niggas is jealous but really I could care less
    I'm in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair net
    Devil on my shoulder, the lord as my witness
    So on my Libra scale, I'm weighing sins and forgiveness
    What goes around, comes around like a hula hoop
    Karma is a bitch, well just make sure that bitch is beautiful
    Life on the edge, I'm dangling my feet
    I tried to pay attention but attention paid me
    Haters can't see me, nose bleed seats
    And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap
    I rock to the beat of my drum set
    I've been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet, ha ha
    But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit
    Now jump up on that dick and do a full split

    Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga
    And look back and told me "Baby, it's real"
    And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
    I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
    I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
    And she bad, so maybe she won't
    Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
    Yeah, do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, yeah
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will
    Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
    She will, she will, she will uh
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will (she will, she will)

    Yeah, I tell her "Now go on, pop that pussy for me"
    Haters can't see me, but them bitches still looking for me
    And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
    Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
    Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
    I'm all about "I" give the rest of the vowels back
    I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
    Eat her til she cry, call that wine and dine
    Try to check me and I'ma have 'em checkin' pulses
    They say chose wisely, that's why I was chosen
    Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
    Looked in the face of death and took it's mask off
    Now I like my house big and my grass soft
    I like my girl face south and her ass north
    But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit
    Now hop up on that dick and do a full split

    Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga
    And look back and told me "Baby, it's real"
    And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
    I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
    I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
    And she bad, so maybe she won't
    Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
    Yeah, do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, yeah
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will
    Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
    She will, she will, she will uh
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will (she will, she will)

    (Ladies and gentleman, Drizzy)

    Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga
    And look back and told me "Baby, it's real"
    And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
    I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
    I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal
    And she bad, so maybe she won't
    Uh, but shit than again maybe she will
    Yeah, do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, yeah
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will
    Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
    She will, she will, she will uh
    Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now
    She will, she will, she will (she will, she will) Writer/s: Aubrey Graham, Dwayne Carter, Tyler Williams
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • JayThe play on words is brilliant. My favorite lyric line:
    “I'm all about "I" give the rest of the vowels back” To me the message of the song is the importance of self preservation and self-respect. As a man I think a relationship needs to have genuine love, loyalty, honesty,trust and clear communication for the boundaries of the other person. The singer to me is saying don’t turn a blind eye to the red flags look beyond the service level glittery bulls--t. We tend to turn a blind eye on illusions we wish to create and let s--t that doesn’t jive with our values, morals or self respect slip by just to have our “egos” and “pride” fed. In reality we need to remain sovereign and stand tall in the face of adversity while choosing to walk away from people that don’t have your best interest at heart. This goes for women as well don’t ignore the red flags because that s--t will be doomed to fail if you do this goes for anyone’s day to day mental well being as well. We as people as a whole don’t deserve any f--king bread crumbs and surface level bs. A person man or woman deserve a mf that will lay it down on the table instead of BSing. We can embellish s--t but it will still remain s--t if we choose to turn a blind eye.
  • Zulma J Rodriguez from Newark Nj My interpretation is he is talking about his gun, just like Tupac did n referred to his in his song as "Me n My Girlfriend"
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