Cherish - Chick Like Me Lyrics

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Yeah d-lo okay sho'nuff so what we got here y'all?

This right here is what we call female pimpin'

Understand that rasheeda okay cherish baby okay

Don vito you a little foolish ha ha i like this atl

Straight up a-town. that's my type

Thugged out from the hood that's what i like

Neck ears wrist shinning so bright

Give me paper or plastic anything i like

You see i like 'em kind of cool

Black shades black tee and black shoes

Candy painted impala on 22s

Straight up gutta is just my kind of dude

Where my chi town gangstas? down for whatever

And all my midwest riders my saint loui players

Where my east coast hustlers? my new yorkers holla

Cause we don't need no bustas we don't need no haters

I need a down south g the ones that ride so good

That can give me what i need the ones that talk so hood

The boys from the west coast scene my crip walkin' soldiers

That can handle a chick like me a chick like me

All my fellas need to hear me i want y'all to hear me clearly

I'm not the picky type i like my thugs from every city

Ga l.a. on back to philly but them dirty boys

Oh they do something to me

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See i have to disagree

I like my thugs from the nyc

Steady trappin' on the gangsta scene

Ridin' in cars up on that gangsta lean

Where my chi town gangstas? down for whatever

And all my midwest riders my saint loui players

Where my east coast hustlers? my new yorkers holla

Cause we don't need no bustas we don't need no haters

I need a down south g the ones that ride so good

That can give me what i need the ones that talk so hood

The boys from the west coast scene my crip walkin' soldiers

That can handle a chick like me a chick like me

Red monkey jeans hanging low with a black-t

Gotta mean swag and he trappin' on the back street

Now man it's something 'bout them g's

Make rasheeda temperature jump 100 degrees

Is it the money or the candy paint drippin'

Or the way he hold me down and keep it pimpin'?

Plus he know just how to how to b*** i* u*

Can't get enough so he always wanna eat it up

Where my chi town gangstas? down for whatever

And all my midwest riders my saint loui players

Where my east coast hustlers? my new yorkers holla

Cause we don't need no bustas we don't need no haters

I need a down south g the ones that ride so good

That can give me what i need the ones that talk so hood

The boys from the west coast scene my crip walkin' soldiers

That can handle a chick like me a chick like me

Where my chi town gangstas? down for whatever

And all my midwest riders my saint loui players

Where my east coast hustlers? my new yorkers holla

Cause we don't need no bustas we don't need no haters

I need a down south g the ones that ride so good

That can give me what i need the ones that talk so hood

The boys from the west coast scene my crip walkin' soldiers

That can handle a chick like me a chick like me

That's how it's going down right here baby

We calling out all the g's all around the world

Please believe it y'all need to keep it pimpin'

Keep ya a game keep it tight baby

This cherish right here

This rasheeda right here the georgia peach

The urban legend

It don't get no better than this

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