Nothing On You

Hey Baby How you doing?

First Name Tia, Last Name same as Lauren

American Chick but my style so foreign

Headed to the top, yeah you know where Im going

Yeah he dig my style, but he really love my intellect

Nothing like them chicks he run across on the internet

Just by your convo, I can tell your interest

And all the ignorant ****, N'all I ain't into that

I am into fashion, High Heels, tight dress

Hair and nails did right yeah I know you like that

I can read a ***** mind just like a psychic

The whole time he thinking like "Damn I could wife tha-that, that, that"

They might got style and grace

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Nice smile, pretty face

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

No, No, No, No, No, Nooooo

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

They ain't got nothing on you baby

Ok

Been a long time, Tell me have you seen a

Chic of my stature my pose and demeanor

Stay upon my toes sorta like a ballerina

And the way that I be killing it, should catch a misdemeanor Aye,

And they wanna stand beside her

Nice dark shades in something thats designer

Dinner & a movie, wine her then dine her

He tell me I'm the ****, Not need to remind her

He tells me that Im different

Im like tell me something I dont know

But It would be refreshing

To hear something I never heard before

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They might got style and grace

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Nice smile, pretty face

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

No, No, No, No, No, Nooooo

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

They ain't got nothing on you baby

See they dont have nothing on

But the truth is, they dont have nothing going

Insecure about themselves, got alot of skin showing

And they say that I look better when I have nothing on

Which means, no clothes and no make-up on

Type of chick that he would love to wake up on

Them other chick is alright, please dont mistake her for 'em

Same time he fall in love another hater born

No way shape, fashion, or form

I be fashionably late, I dont wait for him

And Just Incase you wondering

You'll never find another like I

London, London, London

They might got style and grace

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Nice smile, pretty face

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

No, No, No, No, No, Nooooo

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

They ain't got nothing on you baby

They might got style and grace

But they ain't got nothing on you baby

Nice smile, pretty face

But they ain't got nothing on you baby