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Qveen Herby
Ahh, turn the clicker off for me, there ya go Uh-huh Da-da-da-da Da-da-da-ah-ah Da-da-da-da Aye, speak to me kindly I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" Yeah (yeah) I ain't no side piece I'm the one you takin' home to Momsies C'mon (c'mon) Ah, speak to me kindly (speak to me kindly) I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" Yeah (yeah) I'm such a dime piece (I'm such a dime piece) Bag me, and I'll never leave yo' side, Babe You know I'm gifted when it comes to havin' loyalty (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) But don't get it twisted, I don't take no shit from nobody (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I know it's so hard to commit with all these chicks around (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You act so different with yo' boys, and throw yo' dick around (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Too late to return the ring And if you can't hang now, you can rock a fling How come everyday I slay from the crack of dawn But you act so dumb, like your brain is off? So, don't yawn. Bitch wrong This broad is on You better get strong If "nah", move along now Somebody better gonna right your wrong I could sing it for ya all day long (Aye, aye) Aye, speak to me kindly (Aye, aye, aye) I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Yeah (yeah) (Aye, aye) I ain't no side piece (I ain't no side piece) (Aye, aye, aye) I'm the one you takin' home to Momsies (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) C'mon Uuh, speak to me kindly (Speak to me kindly) (Aye, aye, aye) I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Yeah (yeah) (Aye, aye) I'm such a dime piece (I'm such a dime piece) (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Bag me, and I'll never leave yo' side, Babe (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) It seems like everybody's lookin' for eternal bliss (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) That's what you find when you unbutton my Versace dress (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Don't be a pussy and come at me with commitment shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You know I'd die for you, act like you know what time it is (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) These hips are a work of art And if you don't see that, death do us part Now, I ain't even gonna flex, 'cause I am the best No Becky in distress, I'm a dragon in a dress I don't get no rest (aye), everyday I'm blessed (uh) Workin' my finesse (uh), Tiffany on my neck (yea) It's a boo thing, not a new thing You betta' get it right if you talkin' to me Must'a had a mind, smart enough to choose me Your boys say it's fine, you're supposed to use me You don't wanna f*ck around hard enough to lose me So, whenever I'm around, would you please salute me? (Please salute me, please salute me) (Aye, aye) Aye, speak to me kindly (speak to me kindly) (Aye, aye, aye) I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Yeah (yeah) (Aye, aye) I ain't no side piece (I ain't no side piece) (Aye, aye, aye) I'm the one you takin' home to Momsies (ye-eah) (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) C'mon (c'mon) Ah, speak to me kindly (Speak to me kindly) (Aye, aye, aye) (Uh-uh huh) I'm the type of girl you call "Wifey" (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Yeah (yeah) (Aye, aye) I'm such a dime piece (I'm such a dime piece) (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Bag me, and I'll never leave yo' side, B (Never leave yo' side) (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) I could be yo' wife all yo' life I could be yo' Wifey (Aye, aye, aye) Betta' roll a strike and hold on to me tightly (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) Or I'll break your heart, he will not take it lightly (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) No, the revenge of the Wifey (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye) I need a man who's gonna propose to me on a mountain That's gonna bring me flowers every Wednesday, and who's gonna call me when he's outta' town