Trance

Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer Shawty a demon, work at Neiman on weekdays You a show girl but you handle your shit Run up a check, then you replay Pardon my French, you the baddest lil' bitch I only focus on two things Like make sure you checkin' the bag in this shit And make sure you slidin' right after your shift, yeah Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer Dom Perignon, be the toast Women, they comin' to go New faces and bodies and more Drink got me goin' on the low 61 all on the lips The bitch like kissin' and shit Shawty like somethin' exotic I like a bitch with some mileage Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer Three, one, two, we Chi, livin Women in the air, droppin' from the ceiling Chicken wings and fries with em You in all white, dressed like a killer