Lyrics to Pretty Girl (Remix)
I got pretty girl privileges
The brown skin, blonde hair make him give me his M's
Me and my friends, taking trips to the villages, all up in the villa
Countin’ up a check, while I'm sippin' on tequila
He know I’ma killer, in a pink whip lash
Break a neck, make a nigga hit his feet, do the dash
Break a sweat, blow a bag on me, throw some cash on me
Little booty, but it look like I got ass on me
Wanna see a pretty girl get ugly?
Then when I walk by, try to touch me
It'll get real nasty, real quick
I don't take no shit, I'm a real bitch
You can look, don't touch me, though
I never hooked with a dusty hoe, cause dirt rubs off
And I gotta shine, bitch, I'm a star
I'm a pretty broad, I know you see it
Remy Ma, I'm so conceited
Pretty bald, your hoe gon’ eat it
If he not, you know he leaving
Tell a nigga to dip
You know I’m a pretty bitch, if I want it I get it, no questions
Got Killa to the right, got Latto on the left, that's three bad bitches flexin’
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
So, to look like this, you gotta strut your shit
Left and right like you ambidextrous
Can’t forget to let your hair swang, all your rings and earrings
Need me a pink house, 2 Chainz
Ombré nails, look like flames
I need new shit on my wrist, made your nigga pay for this (and that)
Then that boy gone, he dismissed, because I'm a pretty bitch
And I made my own damn bag, so what your man gave me was extra
I'm a young fly chick, might catch me zoomin' in a Tesla
And my makeup, my face always made up
Looking like the baddest bitch whenever I be laced up with makeup
Oh wait, I think I'm out of time, that's good and bad like pros and cons
These hoes broke with open palms
I run this shit like marathons
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Pretty girl, I'm a bad girl
I'm a trap girl, got my own shit
No back and forth with a bum bitch
Hate a pretty girl, who ain't on shit
Own whip, own crib, I ain't even have to fuck for it
These bitches fucking rich niggas and they ain't got shit to show for it
But, but that's tea, ask your man 'bout me
Pretty girls only, they all look like me and T
A hundred deep, and we all get in for free
They don't want no beef, I get you gone for a fee
He wanna pretty girl, he don't want just any girl
Super stiff on all these niggas, he want a saddity girl
Whatever she with it girl, she gon' go and get it girl
Racks all on her, like this lil' bitch grew up playing tennis girl
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
The brown skin, blonde hair make him give me his M's
Me and my friends, taking trips to the villages, all up in the villa
Countin’ up a check, while I'm sippin' on tequila
He know I’ma killer, in a pink whip lash
Break a neck, make a nigga hit his feet, do the dash
Break a sweat, blow a bag on me, throw some cash on me
Little booty, but it look like I got ass on me
Wanna see a pretty girl get ugly?
Then when I walk by, try to touch me
It'll get real nasty, real quick
I don't take no shit, I'm a real bitch
You can look, don't touch me, though
I never hooked with a dusty hoe, cause dirt rubs off
And I gotta shine, bitch, I'm a star
I'm a pretty broad, I know you see it
Remy Ma, I'm so conceited
Pretty bald, your hoe gon’ eat it
If he not, you know he leaving
Tell a nigga to dip
You know I’m a pretty bitch, if I want it I get it, no questions
Got Killa to the right, got Latto on the left, that's three bad bitches flexin’
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
So, to look like this, you gotta strut your shit
Left and right like you ambidextrous
Can’t forget to let your hair swang, all your rings and earrings
Need me a pink house, 2 Chainz
Ombré nails, look like flames
I need new shit on my wrist, made your nigga pay for this (and that)
Then that boy gone, he dismissed, because I'm a pretty bitch
And I made my own damn bag, so what your man gave me was extra
I'm a young fly chick, might catch me zoomin' in a Tesla
And my makeup, my face always made up
Looking like the baddest bitch whenever I be laced up with makeup
Oh wait, I think I'm out of time, that's good and bad like pros and cons
These hoes broke with open palms
I run this shit like marathons
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Pretty girl, I'm a bad girl
I'm a trap girl, got my own shit
No back and forth with a bum bitch
Hate a pretty girl, who ain't on shit
Own whip, own crib, I ain't even have to fuck for it
These bitches fucking rich niggas and they ain't got shit to show for it
But, but that's tea, ask your man 'bout me
Pretty girls only, they all look like me and T
A hundred deep, and we all get in for free
They don't want no beef, I get you gone for a fee
He wanna pretty girl, he don't want just any girl
Super stiff on all these niggas, he want a saddity girl
Whatever she with it girl, she gon' go and get it girl
Racks all on her, like this lil' bitch grew up playing tennis girl
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Pretty girl, I don't buy drinks at the bar
City girl, yeah they rock with me, I'm a star
Get it girl, keep on going, you gon' make it far
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
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