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Is she for keeps? tell
Is she for keeps? tell

Is she for (ayy, ayy)
Somebody me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for (somebody tell)
Is she for (yeah, yeah)
Somebody me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, tell)
Somebody me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them in them Bengals (shine)
Like the way she take pictures, it's the angle (flash)
Like the way she her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get me
Heard it's (splash), heard it's wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live like Babs
Nails and all long, shoppin' spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she like to wear thong
She make you sing this song
Is she for
Pour this for me
Smoke this for me
Drive around me, ayy
for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon' the way (lead it)
I fall back and go count up a large bag

Is she for (ayy, ayy)
tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for (somebody tell)
Is she for (yeah, yeah)
Somebody me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, tell)
tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

Perfect, nobody's
My body's perfect, I'm perfect
Somebody lied, just me murk it
I'ma murk it, my sons, I used a surrogate
Got 'em hurting, he for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make 'em nervous, I make 'em
When bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say, "Damn baby, you bad," I say, "I murders"
the block starts to get hot he know I'll hide his burners
I'm from keeps, I am for keeps, she compete
He ain't stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in streets
Ooh, they salty, I know salty
say the barbie, he say the barbie
I'm the bad bitch that all the bad fuck with
She a mad if she ain't fuckin' with me, suck dick
piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like up sis?
Rap bitches is on my nuts, call 'em 'n' Dale
These bitches can't see me, they all be reading braille
off in that GT with some Seagram's Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I'm Oprah, she couldn't even be
I'm Nicki, when these girls ever see
You never be Nicki, and that's the real key-key
Ki-ki,

Is she for (ayy, ayy)
Somebody me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for (somebody tell)
Is she for (yeah, yeah)
Somebody me is she
tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for (somebody tell, oh yeah)