She's the type of chick    Can't live 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    Overlooks the fact    That sometimes    You don't know how to act    When you get a little tipsy    Or trippin' or flippin'    She sucks it in       Can keep her cool    Won't show out    On you while   You around your fellas    Find some more pics    Of you and your ex's    And she don't get jealous    Even when you    Get locked up    You can call her up    She's there for you    That's the kind of girl    You need    One that you can wifey       Chorus (2x):   Sometimes    You don't know how    What you've got    'Til you lose    What you've got    When you should    Just wife her    Don't wait too late    You'll miss    A good thing    Go and get the ring    And tell her    That you wife her      The type of chick    That won't get slick    And keep you    From your kids    Won't get buck    Wild and clown    Now she's telling    All your biz    A queen    You don't have    To crown    She knows how    To hold it down    Likes to feel you    Inside her    And she tells you    Don't give out       Even though    She's temporary    She keeps it tight    Just like your married    She'll be the same    Without the ring    Cause she knows    How to play the game    And when you    Can't do without    She maxes out    The cards for you    That's the kind of girl    You need    One that you can wifey       (Chorus 2x)       She'll 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    tell me I'm her    One and only    Ghetto superstar    On the right next    To my heart       (Chorus)