Gyatt

Gyatt Gyatt (bow, bow) Gyatt (bow, bow) Gyatt (bow, bow, bow, bow) Since elementary, bitches said I think I'm all that (all that) My man be gassin' me, he puttin' a battery in my back (peow) I shit on hos for sure, but I ain't into the scat (brr) I turn around, and thick shit has entered the chat, okay (whoo) Same dick, different night, bitches can't relate (bitches can't relate) No makeup, in a bonnet, this ass still gon' get ate (and is) Big Mama ain't hard to find, bitch, I'm still in the A (the A) This ho think I forgot, but bitch you still on the plate (bitch) Lord, have mercy, shape real curvy (whoo) My man buy me sticks and stones, words can't hurt me I got that (uh), she got that gyatt I got that (tuh), he want that gyatt He need that (grrah), bitch, throw that gyatt A bitch like me walk in, I'm turnin' heads They like, "Gyatt" (goddamn) Hoppin' out with that gyatt (gyatt) I'm a bad bitch, always poutin' (mm) Niggas be so damn thirsty, tryna jump head first in this fountain I-I done brought the Bronx to the yacht Like a Mayback truck, how this ass keep bouncin' (grrah) Nickname "Spice" 'cause I'm always in the mix on top So without me, it's bland (damn) That gyatt all on his hand (grrah) That gyatt fucked up his plans (grrah) This gyatt gon' make me them bands (like) This gyatt gon' make him my man (like) He get behind, and he like, "Damn" (damn, damn) He like, "Ice, keep on doin' that dance" (dance, dance, grrah) Fine shit, I like fine shit around me too (ay) Rich bitch, really livin' life without no rules (ay) N-n-no nigga ever was able to tell me what I can't do (nah) Big Spice, ain't never worried 'bout how another ho move (grrah) I got that (uh), she got that gyatt I got that (tuh), he want that gyatt He need that (grrah), bitch, throw that gyatt A bitch like me walk in, I'm turnin' heads They like, "Gyatt" (goddamn) I-I-I turn around and thick shit has entered the chat (like) He get behind, and he like, "Damn" (damn, damn) He like, "Ice, keep on doin' that dance" (dance, grrah)