Y.V.R. - Her Own Lyrics

She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Dripping Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own
Why you tripping off that man, shawty you know he a has been
Fuck with a dog, baby I can break your back in
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
I can't go cuff her
Gotta bluff her
You cannot trust her
Can't lover her
Don't even bother
She'll find another
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
Let me focus on you, girl you cross my mind oh all the time
No telling I'd do, just to have you all up on my side
You feeling it too, this feeling that you cannot hide
I'm all into you, oh girl I'm all into you
She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Drippin Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own
To be a bad bitch
You got to have your own
She stay quiet
And don't be on the phone
Yeah I fuck with that she don't need to cap
She got her own she don't need a man
She a flower child rose in hand
She just call on Rye to break her back
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
She just do what she do
I'm into you
She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Drippin Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own

She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Dripping Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own
Why you tripping off that man, shawty you know he a has been
Fuck with a dog, baby I can break your back in
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
I can't go cuff her
Gotta bluff her
You cannot trust her
Can't lover her
Don't even bother
She'll find another
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
Let me focus on you, girl you cross my mind oh all the time
No telling I'd do, just to have you all up on my side
You feeling it too, this feeling that you cannot hide
I'm all into you, oh girl I'm all into you
She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Drippin Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own
To be a bad bitch
You got to have your own
She stay quiet
And don't be on the phone
Yeah I fuck with that she don't need to cap
She got her own she don't need a man
She a flower child rose in hand
She just call on Rye to break her back
And she like
Oh
And she like
Oh
She just do what she do
I'm into you
She got her own
Baby girl bad to the bone
Drippin Vlone, and she know how to roll cones
She loving my tone, wait till I get you alone
You bad to the bone
Baby girl bad to the bone
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
She got her own, she got her own, she get her own
Flower child she got a rose, she got a rose
She got her own, she got her own, she got her own