Gotta Girl
Postell
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I Gotta Girl like Lindsay on Freaks and Geeks Whip smart, big heart, knows where and when not to speak Stunning frame, fancy heel game on her feet And when she gives me head (MWAH!)... It's cherchez magnifique I spit dumb raps, I don't need your damn critique Va tailler une pipe et sauter dans la baie de Chesapeake That's french for Eat a dick and go jump in the Chesapeake You'll lose you poise like you lost your boyz, Mr. Cheeks Whippin' a Zipcar, the whole clique rollin' deep Bumpin' Le Freak by Chic, dipped like The Iron Sheik My bitch look like Sgt. Slaughter, different physique Showin', still she stone rollin' like Rapheal Saadiq Got Africans reppin' Mozambique Bunch a niggas dressed in togas and saddles, it's like they think they greek We seven days a week, f*ck all the meet and greet You should join the party, ditch your clothes and getchu a sheet And tell your hoe she should stop being so oblique Wanna see her human highlights, call her Dominique Wilkins. I'm like a milkman when I skeet skeet Get it?... Sweet Lemme tell you 'bout a girl named I wanna girl with a Oh, girl Lemme tell you 'bout a girl named I'd be in trouble if you leave me now Git it girl I love Love Girls, girls, girls, girls I Gotta Chick like Cece on New Girl Beauty effervescent, makes you wanna give her new pearl Necklaces on her breasts-seses, with a swirl Meeting her feel(s) like Columbus when that wop found the New World She been around, country gal, like she knew Merle Haggard, tremendous swagger, makes you do twirls But keeps it locked tight for her man like a Jew curl And got them saltines, ya'mean, when a dude Earls ¡Cámbialo, bebé She say 'switch up the rhyme scheme Hands me an ice pack, mexican coke and Visine Chatty Cathy but she got the biggest fatty I seen Feel like Jim Carrey in Me, Myself and Irene Turn on the sirene. Have to call for backup When she back that ass up all on my high beam Mounts me like a mountie, hoovers my cream In her mouth, knowwhatI'mtalkinbout... plus she got good hygiene Slam it in her basket while she set a high screen Post up in her box while she set a high screen Slam it in her basket like Hakeem, call it hoop dreams Alley-ooping, a franchise player on any team But I'm glad it's mine... nah'mean Lemme tell you 'bout a girl named I wanna girl with a Oh, girl Lemme tell you 'bout a girl named I'd be in trouble if you leave me now Git it girl I love Love Girls, girls, girls, girls Yo, B-Side, this beat sound like 1989 Yo baby, I'ma sing it to you like this one time. It go You! You got what I need But you say he's just a friend Yeah, you say he's just a friend Oh baby, you! You got what I need But you say he's just a friend Yeah, you say he's just a... friend I love Love Girls, girls, girls, girls
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