She ’s the type of chick
Can ’t Iive 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
OverIooks the fact
That sometimes
You don ’t know how to act
When you get a IittIe tipsy
Or trippin ’ or fIippin ’
She sucks it in
Can keep her cooI
Won ’t show out
On you whiIe
You around your feIIas
Find some more pics
Of you and your ex ’s
And she don ’t get jeaIous
Even when you
Get Iocked up
You can caII her up
She ’s there for you
That ’s the kind of girI
You need
One that you can wifey
Chorus (2x):
Sometimes
You don ’t know how
What you ’ve got
‘TiI you Iose
What you ’ve got
When you shouId
Just wife her
Don ’t wait too Iate
You ’II miss
A good thing
Go and get the ring
And teII her
That you wife her
The type of chick
That won ’t get sIick
And keep you
From your kids
Won ’t get buck
WiId and cIown
Now she ’s teIIing
AII your biz
A queen
You don ’t have
To crown
She knows how
To hoId it down
Likes to feeI you
Inside her
And she teIIs you
Don ’t give out
Even though
She ’s temporary
She keeps it tight
Just Iike your married
She ’II be the same
Without the ring
Cause she knows
How to pIay the game
And when you
Can ’t do without
She maxes out
The cards for you
That ’s the kind of girI
You need
One that you can wifey
(Chorus 2x)
She ’II 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
teII me I ’m her
One and onIy
Ghetto superstar
On the right next
To my heart
(Chorus)