Mia Wallace

Be my Mia Wallace, I can't get you out my mind Everything about you, girl, just be so damn divine And I bet you know that you the Bonnie to my Clyde Hop up in my ride, push-start the highway with my bride Be my Mia Wallace, I can't get you out my mind Everything about you, girl, just be so damn divine And I bet you know that you the Bonnie to my Clyde Hop up in my ride, push-start the highway with my bride She got the white see-through dress, could give a fuck about my ex I'm flexin', check after check, these niggas know that I'm up next She work them late hour shifts, after nine, she hit the spliff Her name is Tiff, yeah, she high as shit, reachin' for my wallet What you want, hunnid bills? I got blue strips in my pocket Black hair, sundress, girl, I swear you Mia Wallace Grab the blunt, hit it from the front, teach you how to stunt I cannot front, you my number one, let's ride out in the sun Ayy, ayy, Mia Wallace, ayy Ayy, ayy, Mia Wallace, ayy Ayy, ayy, Mia Wallace, ayy Ayy, ayy, Mia Wallace, ayy Be my Mia Wallace, I can't get you out my mind Everything about you, girl, just be so damn divine And I bet you know that you the Bonnie to my Clyde Hop up in my ride, push-start the highway with my bride Be my Mia Wallace, I can't get you out my mind Everything about you, girl just be so damn divine And I bet you know that you the Bonnie to my Clyde Hop up in my ride, push-start the highway with my bride