Might Be (feat. Gucci Mane)

T-Pain

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    Boop
    T-Pain
    Boop
    And Gucci Mane
    Boop
    La Flare
    Boop

    I promise you ain't met a real one like me
    Girl, I think I might let you be my wifey
    Put some diamonds on your neck, girl, have you icy
    Or I might just spend a check, I'm still deciding
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me
    They wanna pull up in the Wraith outside just like me
    She got a head on her shoulders
    I'm thinkin' about puttin' bread down
    I'ma tear it up, you know it
    Don't you get scared now
    Ooh, bitch I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be

    Ooh, ooh, yeah
    Ooh, bitch, I might be
    On that poison ivy
    In the club I'm sliding
    Looking for a side piece that can
    Take all my money from me
    Come put that pussy on me
    She go, we get some more hoes
    She go get the money for me
    I feel like Larry Flynt
    I'ma hustla, baby
    I might just pay your rent
    Unless you fucking up, baby
    'Cause I put that fur on your shoulders
    Buy bitch a fuckin' safari
    Diamonds all over your fingers
    Drive off in a fuckin' Ferrari

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    I promise you ain't met a real one like me
    Girl, I think I might let you be my wifey
    Put some diamonds on your neck, girl, have you icy
    Or I might just spend a check, I'm still deciding
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me
    They wanna pull up in the Wraith outside just like me
    She got a head on her shoulders
    I'm thinkin' about puttin' bread down
    I'ma tear it up, you know it
    Don't you get scared now
    Ooh, bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be

    I done got rich, but I'm trying to be wealthy
    Wrist so healthy, watch so chunky
    I'm getting cocky, bright wrist yachty
    Run like Philly, but I feel like Rocky
    Niggas be blocking, never really like me
    Heard he want to fight me, I'm not Rocky
    Yeah, it's Wop, still on yo plop
    Show you the drip then I gave you the mop
    Feel that it's I, hate in a jar
    Camo pico, bitch, you married the mall
    Say what I wanna, go where I wanna
    Try to rob Wop, bitch, you'll die in the jungle
    If I am the last real one, then leave me alone
    Medusa my love, so they turn into stone
    Pass her the bone, covered with stones
    House is so big that we kick it at home
    Wop

    I promise you ain't met a real one like me
    Girl, I think I might let you be my wifey
    Put some diamonds on your neck, girl, have you icy
    Or I might just spend a check, I'm still deciding
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Ooh, I see niggas hatin', they wanna be like me
    They wanna pull up in the Wraith outside just like me
    She got a head on her shoulders
    I'm thinkin' about puttin' bread down
    I'ma tear it up, you know it
    Don't you get scared now
    Ooh, bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be
    Bitch, I might be

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    Composición: T-Pain y Gucci Mane

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