[Verse 1] Im a southern fried cracker with my dreams and a plan Without my girl in my world I might be half of that man Lady Luck in my life when Im playin the odds Shes like an angel sent from heaven or a gift from the Gods But shes got fire in her eyes and from her head to her toes Shes a certified dime with the streets in her soul She puts the heat in my heart when Im feelin so cold And got my six when we rollin dirty down these back roads Shes a big booty queen with a helluva swag Got them Dolche frames poppin with the strap in her bag And that back so bad that we should rock them jeans Shes the queen of the aqua dreams, know what I mean? Yeah she can get the business any time of the day My lil double barrel baby when were rollin the hay Or when were rollin for pay, she be locked and loaded Shes down for a man and shell pop to show it [Chorus] Shes a C.W.G. baby One to roll shotgun when Im ridin dirty One to roll a tight one when Im drivin for me And she got my back, boy, I aint gotta worry I need a C.W.G. baby One to split the shell with her nail Get to fightin and go to jail Write her name in a holdin cell, my babys [Verse 2] A lot of dudes have problems expressin their heart Until they walk out the club and see them dents in they car And they start tellin they girls how important they are These girls runnin round here emotionally scarred She been with the boy, she tryna deal with a man She was confused in her youth now but she understand That she can do bad by her damn self So save that broke mess for somebody else Lil momma help a dude get up on his feet Hold his heat up for him late night in the street No matter how big you get never forget she Was with you back when you was still selling 16s And them other broads wasnt thinkin boutchya Now they talkin to ya tryna get a drink up outcha And you a trick goin for it need a leave them girls alone Cause you gotta good one waitin on yo ass at home [Chorus] Shes a C.W.G. baby One to roll shotgun when Im ridin dirty One to roll a tight one when Im drivin for me And she got my back, boy, I aint gotta worry I need a C.W.G. baby One to split the shell with her nail Get to fightin and go to jail Write her name in a holdin cell, my babys [Verse 3] I love the way she break it down and straight hustle the block And have the whole club starin at the way that she walk A couple Jger bombs baby go on and gimme a shot Well shut the bar down and open up the after spot Shes a backstage beauty prime time for a pole But Id never put my baby on display for a show Shes VIP but just for me And we can take it to the top of the penthouse suite Cause shes my C.W.G. baby She could drive the whole gosh damn world crazy Half the time Im out my mind from the days that she trips I pack my bags and try to leave but I just cant split And even though shes throwed off a little out of control Shes the apple of my eye, the true match to my soul We go to ride together touch the sky together My C.W.G. baby, well die together [Chorus] Shes a C.W.G. baby One to roll shotgun when Im ridin dirty One to roll a tight one when Im drivin for me And she got my back, boy, I aint gotta worry I need a C.W.G. baby One to split the shell with her nail Get to fightin and go to jail Write her name in a holdin cell, my babys
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