Lyrics of Grown woman complex

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Michael kors gear on
And valentino
Yves st. laurent
Platforms- malandrino
Full length sable
Way down
To the carpet
Look good on
The manikin
But wait until
I rock it
I gotcha
Lookin at me
Wanna pat me
Like the police
So hefty and wide
Cant put out
The fire on me
I got what you want
What you need
Is all in me
Im a grown woman
Baby, cant you see
Keep callin

You callin me, callin me
Callin me, baby
(keep callin)
You callin me, callin me
Callin me, baby
(keep-keep-keep-keep callin)
You callin me, callin me
Callin me, baby
You callin me, callin me
M-j-b!

I got what
You want
I got what
You need
I got what
You want
Get it from me

I got what
You want
I got what
You need
I got what
You want

Now, tell ya sister
That you in love
With a grown woman
Tell ya brother
You in love
With a grown woman
Tell ya daddy
You in love
With a grown woman
Tell ya mama
You in love
With a grown woman

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