She Fine Lyrics

Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Hurricane
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow

Bum bum bum
Bum bum bum
Bum bum bum
Bum bum bum

She fine den a bitch, ass and her tits
Thick in tha hips every nig want her
Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees
Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease
Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

Well, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet
Look at her prettier then Halle and thicker than Janet
She say she like all of my club bangers, I be jamming

Told her to bust it open let me see what's really happenin'
She the ship and I'm the captain, I'm tha captain
Booty bigger than the pus

And I'm all the way in your city
I'm from Louisiana so you gotta show me how your
City do it for that camera
Make it drop and bring it back to the top

I'm no amateur
Girl, you can give it to me it ain't nothing I can't handle
She just got out of the shower smellin' like a scented candle
And I'm finna, finna?

Sliding off tha mattress, no moving, no acting, baby this is real action
Beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me
I know you're Halle Berry, baby there's no acting
I beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me for real

She fine den a bitch ass and her tits
Thick in tha hips every nig want her
Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees
Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease
Halle Berry, Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry
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Halle Berry, you jazze, that's way past fine
Girl, you look like something that should be on tha dance line
Incredible by tha waist plus she got a pretty face

Even tho she got class she listen to UGK
I'm finna flip her through traffic with tha top back of tha donk
Girl, I guarantee I can make you go numb, numb, numb, numb

I got enough bread to take me and you to London
And back to America and all over the country
She make me want to keep her close by like a side kick

She tha type of chick that ain't gone never look sloppy
I'mma beat it out the frame, Hurricane that's who I be
You must be Halle Berry, I don't need to see your ID

She fine den a bitch ass and her tits
Thick in tha hips every nig want her
Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees
Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease
Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

Gone bob your head, gone work your shoulder
Now what I just said, girl, do it on tha d age ain't she
I done got a little older
Me or you man, baby girl take a pick which one

She so classy, she's so jazzy
Lil momma blow like a, do it on tha d
She don't need no help, she say she got it
She do it all by her self

Get so fine like a goddamn ticket, gave her a hickey
In order for a nig like me to spend cash
You gotta bounce like shocks in your ass

You, bed, ass, work, start slow faster
Mr. Halle Berry, Mr. Take your bitch
Take her from tha club to tha car to tha D

Superstar

She fine den a bitch ass and her tits
Thick in tha hips every nig want her
Call her Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees
Scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease
Halle Berry, Halle Berry, Halle Berry
Halle Berry, Halle Berry