Special Lyrics by Doe Boy Ft. Flo Milli & Skilla Baby
[Intro: Skilla Baby & Doe Boy]
Ha, you special
I ain't gon' lie, lil' baby (Gentle Beatz, you special)
It's just somethin' about you, it's like
MIA JAY C (You special)
They can't fuck with you (Oh, really? Ha)
You special
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby & Doe Boy]
You get everything you prayed for, God blessed you (God blessed you)
You so stiff on these niggas, they can't text you (Ha, ha)
You special (You special), hard to get next to
You go hard for your nigga, you the best, boo (Mwah, come here, baby)
Spent like forty on your necklace, you special (You special)
Good pussy, good credit, girl, you special (Ha)
[Chorus: Skilla Baby, Doe Boy, Skilla Baby & Doe Boy]
You special, mama, you special (Ha, ha)
You special, mama, you special (Let's go, ha)
You special, mama, you special (Ha)
You special, mama, you special (Go, go, really? Beezy)
[Verse 2: Doe Boy]
Mama, you special, I bring out the best you (Okay)
That why you my twin, you think I'm the best too (Twinski)
Fuck me right, see why no nigga never left you (Yessirski)
Know what time it is, get naked soon as I text you (Mwah, come here, baby)
That my booski, walk 'round, Chanel two-piece (Okay)
Touch yo' coochie, it's drippin' through that Pucci (Okay), woah
Baby bougie, closet full of Gucci (Okay)
Play with her, them shooters leave the scene, rip out that blue cheese (You think I'm playin'?)
Baby solid, she a bad bitch with low mileage, huh (Okay)
Ain't shit broke about me, huh (Okay)
I ain't even broke no promise, huh (Yeah)
Her ex-nigga childish, yup (Okay)
Boss bitch, broke his pockets, yup (Okay)
She a demon, step on all these niggas like it's crowded (Woo, oh, really?), yup
[Chorus: Skilla Baby, Doe Boy, Flo Milli, Skilla Baby & Flo Milli]
You special, mama, you special (Ha)
You special, mama, you special (Okay)
You special, mama, you special (Ha)
You special (Flo Milli shit), mama, you special (Oh, really?)
[Verse 3: Flo Milli]
I knew I was special when I didn't pay attention in class (Duh)
Imagine bitches want my head, I like makin' 'em mad (Haha)
Pretty bitch, he choosin', I can't help, he like chocolate and ass (Okay)
I might shake it all night (Ooh), he suckin' toes, they all white (Yeah)
I was first, stupid bitch, she a pup, I'm a pit'
I be like, "Fuck a red light," I'm speedin' my way to the dick (Damn)
He found out my shit was tight 'cause he could barely make it fit (Woah)
Now he stalk a bitch for life, you know I'm good for talking shit (Hey)
He know that I'm special, he be like
"Baby, I won't stop until I catch you" (Come on)
Pray to God that you never lose me, he might bless you (Yeah)
Sha-nay-nay on my bag and on my shoes, I feel special
(Damn, I feel special)
[Chorus: Skilla Baby, Doe Boy, Flo Milli, Skilla Baby & Flo Milli]
Ha, you special, mama, you special (Oh, really?)
You special, mama, you special (Okay)
You special, mama, you special (Okay)
You special, mama, you special (Mwah, come here, baby)
[Outro: Skilla Baby, Doe Boy & Flo Milli]
You get everything you prayed for, God blessed you (Uh, god blessed you, damn)
You so stiff on these niggas, they can't text you (Ha, nossirski)
You special (You special), hard to get next to (Let's go)
You go hard for your nigga, you the best, boo (You the best, boo)
Spent like forty on your necklace, you special (You special)
Good pussy, good credit, girl, you special (Girl, you special)
You special, mama, you special (Mama, you special)
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