Kelly Rowland - I'm Dat Chick Lyrics
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I'm Dat Chick
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What Are The Lyrics For I'm Dat Chick By Kelly Rowland?
Yeah I be the one that they love to mention,
I tell 'em keep on talking, 'Cause love the attention, And if they wanna see me, I tell 'em they can go high high in the sky 'Cause this chick's so fly Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so I get all the boys, all the boys, all the boys They wanna get with me, get with me, get with me They tell me I'm so fly, I'm so fly, I'm so fly But I don't need a mirror, I can see see see see And I'm not cocky, I just love myself 'Cause he can't buy a ring, I can buy myself Puttin' on a show so you can check me out This chick know she cute so what you talking 'bout 'Cause I'm like what you want, what you dream about You wish I be your girl, I can do without Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah So let me let you know before open your mouth that I am a chick Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so so so so so Where are all my girls gettin' down, gettin' down While we lookin' good from our head to our toes Who don't need a compliment uh because she know That she don't need a mirror, I can see see see see And I'm not cocky, I just love myself 'Cause he can't buy a ring, I can buy myself Puttin' on a show so you can check me out This chick know she cute so what you talking 'bout 'Cause some like what you want, what you dream about You wish I be your girl, I can do without Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah So let me let you know before open your mouth that I am a chick Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey Work your fist I'm that chick, hey All my ladies put your hands up if you know Let 'em know yeah that you're a grown-ass woman with you're own With you're own Yeah I be the one that they love to mention, I tell 'em keep on talking, 'Cause love the attention, And if they wanna see me, I tell 'em they can go high high in the sky 'Cause this chick's so fly Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick Work your fist I'm that chick If you know that you're the chick Let me see them hands up, hey If you know that you're the chick Let me hear you say, hey If you know that you're the chick Let me see them hands up, hey If you know that you're the chick Let me hear you say, hey How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so How you know I told you so |
Who Wrote I'm Dat Chick By Kelly Rowland?
Esther Dean, Lamont Neuble, Christopher A. Stewart
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What's The Duration Of The I'm Dat Chick By Kelly Rowland?The duration of I'm Dat Chick is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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