She's the type of chick Can't live without Take her home Let her meet your momma Won't trip when your phone Rings off the hook Ain't with that extra drama Overlooks the fact That sometimes You don't know how to act When you get a little tipsy Or trippin' or flippin' She sucks it in Can keep her cool Won't show out On you while You around your fellas Find some more pics Of you and your ex's And she don't get jealous Even when you Get locked up You can call her up She's there for you That's the kind of girl You need One that you can wifey Chorus (2x): Sometimes You don't know how What you've got 'Til you lose What you've got When you should Just wife her Don't wait too late You'll miss A good thing Go and get the ring And tell her That you wife her The type of chick That won't get slick And keep you From your kids Won't get buck Wild and clown Now she's telling All your biz A queen You don't have To crown She knows how To hold it down Likes to feel you Inside her And she tells you Don't give out Even though She's temporary She keeps it tight Just like your married She'll be the same Without the ring Cause she knows How to play the game And when you Can't do without She maxes out The cards for you That's the kind of girl You need One that you can wifey (Chorus 2x) She'll fix Your credit But the Jordan's On the debit Better pay her back But she insists That you Don't sweat it She's no groupie Tell me I'm her One and only Ghetto superstar On the right next To my heart (Chorus)