"She's Back" lyrics

She's back, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), ah (Yeah)
It's Sexyy

Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Yeah)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)
Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (Fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Heh)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)

I like fun bitches, bounce that ass, you know you sexy
Say he like my smile and my brown-skin complexion (Mwah)
You think this ass fat? Just imagine when I'm naked
Tattoos on my body, I'll have you nuttin' in some seconds
Do your thing, baby, I'm with whatever, love that freaky shit (Yeah)
Twerkin' on his face, I see that friend, he got a big dick (Wow)
Bouncin' on this nigga, this my toy, this my pogo stick
Cars five-percent, I can't be seen, I ain't no regular bitch (Yoom)

Fine freaky bitch, bounce that ass, yeah, do the splits (Baow)
Swervin' all in traffic with my friends lookin' for the tricks (Baow, baow)
Hit up my lil' yeah, what's the word, baby? What's the sitch?
These other bitches lame, they be fakin', they ain't turnt like this (It's Sexyy)

Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Yeah)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)
Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (Fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Heh)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)

Ho thought she was cute, you look a mess, bitch, you need to stop
Them fine-ass niggas be too easy, yeah, that dick too hot
Ratchet-ass bitch, I like to smoke and chill out on the block (Northside)
Takin' bitches' niggas, man, I do that shit an awful lot (You know)
Ain't beefin' with these hoes, 'cause they broke, can't even bunk a knot
Drive the car fast like I stole it, but it ain't a box (Yoom)
I'm the type of bitch, you cheat on me, I'ma fuck the opps
Throw that ass back, have that nigga bustin' like a Glock (Yoom)

Fine freaky bitch, bounce that ass, yeah, do the splits (Baow)
Swervin' all in traffic with my friends lookin' for the tricks (Baow, baow)
Hit up my lil' yeah, what's the word, baby? What's the sitch?
These other bitches lame, they be fakin', they ain't turnt like this (It's Sexyy)

Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Yeah)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)
Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs (Yoom)
Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (Fine)
True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (Heh)
Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (Mwah)