
Lyrics
Verse
Yuh, she walk in the club, smellin' like a trap
Got the spotlight on her, and the haters lookin' whack
Gas in her system, got the game on lock
Ayy, everybody know her name, and they can't stop
Sayin' she lookin' fa cash, got a price on her head
Lil bro thought he played her, now he's dodgin' instead
Skrrt, he gotta dash, 'fore she make him pay
Got his bros in they feelings, like (oh-oh, oh-oh) every day
She got the juice, got the power, got the fame
And if you ain't got the cash, then you ain't got the claim
Heyi ya, she on the move, got the club in a trance
Got the DJ playin' her song, and the crowd in a dance
Na-na, she got the flow, got the style, got the flair
And if you try to play her, you'll be left with nothin' to spare
Uh-huh, lil bro learned his lesson, now he know the deal
If you wanna play with fire, you gotta be ready to feel
The heat, the flame, the burn, (let me be, be)
She ain't no joke, she's the real MVP, yuh









