[NATASHA)    Yeah! since you said it right    You better recognize    I’d be the chick up in the corner    Catchin all your eyes    Yea I know I’m looking slim    And girl u wanna fight    5'9, light skin, got some juicy thighs    My hair is long,    And I aint gotta front cause    every inch is my own,    Don’t be trying to check me    ‘Cause your man is on my phone    Go and tell my mama ‘cause she don’t care ‘cause I’m grown       (Bring that back)       Yeah! since you said it right    You better recognize    I’d be the chick up in the corner    Catchin all your eyes    Yea I know I’m looking slim    And girl u wanna fight    5'9, light skin, got some juicy thighs    My hair is long,    And I aint gotta front cause    every inch is my own,    Don’t be trying to check me    ‘Cause your man is on my phone    Go and tell my mama ‘cause she don’t care ‘cause I’m grown       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me    You must be sick ‘cause dark child's behind me    Plus u real sick ‘cause mochas inside me    W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?       I don’t want you hating me ‘cause you think I’m conceited    But as I ? ‘Cause you man like what he’s seeing    Don’t be mad ‘cause when I walk these boys be breathing    And they panting and they staring and these -- breathing    I’m seventeen    And I’m up in the club with no ID    Escorted past you by security    And I’m chilling with your -- up in VIP       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       You're looking all retarded    Crazy with all that started    But you can’t get mad at me    ‘Cause I’m looking some outta of magazine    Oh! All I’m trying to do is make this money    Cant help these boys is on me    You better fall back off of me    Take 2 of these and just call me in the mornin'       (CLIPSE)    Call the doctor    These -- so sick    The truth is back    We do away with the imposters    Sit amongst the mobsters    Stones blue as Doppler    You track the storm    Lightning wrapped around the collar    Follow the fast lane    And re-up rulers    We started from four and a half like preschoolers    Now we in the middle of old like hula hoopers    Crown Vic's fuller that -- we stay troopers    Aviator lens    Drop head coop    Let your head blow in the wind u the envy of your friends    Yves St. Laurent    Make every woman grin    Pocket full of bobble heads    Lets spin them to the end       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       (Rewind That)       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       Why you looking all twisted in ur grill    You look so sick ‘cause I’m looking so fit    You look so sick ‘cause these boys wantin this    You look so sick ‘cause I make these boys flip       You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me    You must be sick ‘cause dark Chillds behind me    Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me    W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?       You must be sick ‘cause u didn’t find me    You must be sick ‘cause dark child's behind me    Plus u real sick cause mochas inside me    W-W-W-W-W-Why you so sick?