I Just Need One Minute to Make Sure I Look Good Lyrics

I Just Need One Minute to Make Sure I Look Good Lyrics by Dream Doll. The song name is Ah Ah Ah which is sung by Dream Doll

I Just Need One Minute to Make Sure I Look Good Lyrics

I’m Sorry I Just Need One Minute to Make Sure I Look Good
Do You Think I Look Good Mr. Armstrong?

Full song lyrics:
{Intro}
Dizzy, you violated

{Chorus: DreamDoll}
Uh, we in the building, we in the party
We in the ah ah ah
We gettin’ money, we gettin’ cards
And we gettin’ ah ah ah
I got the hookah, who got the bottles?
Who got the ah ah ah?
Got a new bitch, got a new body
Got a new ah ah ah

{Verse 1: DreamDoll}
Ah ah ah
He got that hood stroke, yeah
But ah ah ah
He got that good throat, uh
And ah ah ah
He pay that car note
But, ah ah ah, do ah ah ah
He can’t stay hard though
Y’all know, and my groupchat lit
Like ah ah ah ain’t shit
‘Cause ah ah ah came quick
So, ah ah ah can’t hit
And I been that bitch
When I hop in that whip
Don’t tell me you proud of me
You gotta Prada me
You better spend that shit
(Dream)

{Chorus: DreamDoll}
We in the building, we in the party
We in the ah ah ah
We gettin’ money, we gettin’ cards
And we gettin’ ah ah ah
I got the hookah, who got the bottles?
Who got the ah ah ah?
Got a new bitch, got a new body
Got a new ah ah ah
We in the building, we in the party
We in the ah ah ah
We gettin’ money, we gettin’ cards
And we gettin’ ah ah ah
I got the hookah, who got the bottles?
Who got the ah ah ah?
Got a new bitch, got a new body
Got a new ah ah ah

{Verse 2: Fivio Foreign}
She’s talkin’ ’bout ah ah ah
She saw me and started stutterin’
She got a man but she dubbin’ him
She got friends and she come with ’em
Uh, she like that’s Fivi
Let’s go and have some fun with him
Yeah, uh, let’s go and have some fun with him
Look, I pull him out, she rubbin’ him
Opps, subbin’ ’em
Opps, subbin’ ’em
They don’t want none of ’em
I got a gun, that shit go ra-tah-tah (bah)
I got a gun, that shit go ra-tah-tah

{Verse 3: DreamDoll}
Came with my niggas
And left with a baddie, uh
(Came with my niggas and left with a baddie)
The way that she eat it
I might call her zaddy, yeah
(The way that she eat it, I might call her zaddy)
Yeah, she all on my titties
She all on my fatty
And after we done, I give her a uber
And send him the addy
Bitches be married
I’m in that new G-wag
This ain’t no Gucci bag
I put in work and got me a Birkin
I see why you be mad
I say it’s litty, it’s litty
I got the key to my city
I got the swipers, I got the lifers
I got accounts in the millies
(Dream)

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