She Got It

Okay, you were about four months old
 I used to play nursery rhymes, like, all the time
 And um, I remember your eyes were closed
 And then all of the sudden you could hear
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 It was so special because there you are, four months old
 And you're creating a melody
 This song is obviously about me
 She's got that cornbread thick on the side
 Jiffy don't know what happened
 God turned her into some sweet potato pie
 Got so thick it made her happy
 Got so thick it made the peanut butter cry
 She probably got it from her mamie
 Ain't no telling where she got it from, yeah
 Whole family body bangin'
 Booty big, she's the eclipse to the sun, yeah
 'Cause she got it, she got it, got it
 Her table manners never match her heels
 Kissing pavement with the switch in her hips
 And her curved outline matches her French-tips, yeah
 'Cause she got it, she got it, got it
 Mama raised her right, yes, she did
 But she aint gon' hesitate to work that thang, yes, she will
 If you tryna be her man, you better close the deal, yeah
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 She's a queen, baby-baby
 Royalty from her head down to her toes, yeah
 East Atlanta crazy native (EA)
 And got a ring around every man she knows, yeah
 Daddy taught her how to grind
 'Bout that money 'cause it stays on her mind
 If you know about that baby, yeah, you know she's a dime
 She's a Georgia peach lady, turning heads every time, yeah
 It's the way that she walks, yeah, her body so vicious
 Working out everyday, 'cause she stay up in the kitchen
 Ain't got time, ain't got time
 'Cause she got them bills pay
 And when she gets a break she's making sure her hair is laid
 It's the way that she walks, yeah, her body so vicious
 Working out everyday, 'cause she stay up in the kitchen
 Ain't got time, ain't got time
 'Cause she got them bills pay
 And when she gets a break she's making sure her hair is laid
 Ooh-ooh
 She got it, she got it
 She got it, she got it
 Ooh, yeah
 One more good time, one more good times for the children of Jericho