I don’t usually do this but tonight I’m feeling different/
I’m posted at the bar I spot this cutie from a distance/
Flower in her hair like a Bettie Page centerfold/
She’s a dime like a Tony Parker pick & roll/
I send her vibes, she sends ‘em back, that’s a give & go/
Black & Mild, smokes signals like a Seminole/
Excuse my French but she’s a bad b****/
So bad, body inked up like a notepad/
Lips a little black, she must smoke a lot of weed/
S*** that’s alright with me, you know I’m always climbing trees/
Plus you know I got a fetish for glasses/
& you know I like them girls that be thicker than molasses/
Say she got a little baggage, I ain’t even bother asking/
Got her addy plus her number told her we could make it happen/
Be a fool if I didn’t, got a man but he be b****in’/
Told her shawty I ain’t trippin’, spark that weed up let’s get lifted/
(Hook)
If I ask her what she’s doing, she’ll say thinking ‘bout you/
Ask her what she wanna do & she just tells me come thru/
I like blunts, she likes doobies/
Chillin’, watching movies/
Na homie, I ain’t hittin’ it/
Me & shawty just kickin’ it/
Chun Li/
Yup Yup/
I call her Chun Li/
Yup Yup/
She got a man but he’s lame, he be playing them games/
Come kick it when a real n**** when you’re ready for a change/

(Verse 2)
Her smile was distorted, I knew it was important/
Her man didn’t want it, hit the clinic, she aborted/
With a sigh I retorted, with a text she reported/
But of course he ignored it, down her cheek tears were pouring/
I told her thru the storm she could weather/
Would take his place but I’m probably no better/
But I can be a shoulder to cry on/
Just let him go & let bygones be bygones/
Reminds me of a story Mike told me/
This dude loved this girl but she didn’t like homie/
Sometimes it seems that we feign for what we don’t need/
We drown sorrows with a few drinks & some strong weed/
I know these selfish beings f***in’ with your self esteem/
Find the man of your dreams & not just the man in your jeans/
This songs for all my queens who couldn’t find the strength to leave/
It hard wearing hearts on your sleeve, just know I feel your grief, sing/
(Hook)