Lyrics:
Met a girl by the name of Miss Fortune
Her daddy was a very rich man
He told me, "Son, proceed with caution
If you wanna take my little girl's
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
me?
When they see my guy walking down the street
The other guys are mesmerized
He's the kind of guy that they wanna be
But they know not to even
So I tell her like this
See Miss Lady
You putting in that work daily
See why they call you a good girl
How about you show me from your corner
Sit
sweet to me, not my girl
Who's kind to me, not my girl
You want to know what my girl can be
Well, listen to me
The sight of her wakes men up
A day
my girl
Started accusing me of doing other things that will make your heart bleed my girl
But I ain't that kind of Nigga
Hiding my feelings
I started
that the feelin was right
But if you get lost scream out and admit
That the beat's too fast, slow it down or I quit
I'm not the kind to give you
telling lies, that's not my energy
Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me (go)
I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me
Throw up ya hands to it
Go head, call 'em pops
Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
Girl, I know you know already
What haven't we done before
What is not already mine?
Couldn't tell you what's not yours
You said that you think about
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)
Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these
really want
You swear that I’m driven
By shiny things
And endless funds
I’m not the kind of girl
To sell her heart
Or sell her soul
So keep your physical
I
So I just call her Miss. Brown Eyes, Miss. Brown Eyes
Next day I was walking on the FL
Could this wanna see her pass me by
Not this time I gotta
a cyberbully)
When I was just a little
Girl my daddy told me
"A bully is a kid who takes your lunch money"
Looking at my screen I miss the good ol' days
When you
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
like that
I be like yea right
Girl yo need to get yo head right
Y u playing with my head like
Feel like I can't get my brain right
I been thinking
not be 2 far behind
'cause baby, this kind of beauty has got no reason 2 ever be shy
'cause honey this kind of beauty is the kind that comes from inside
nights
Singing songs by the campfire light
Dancin in the headlights even when it rains
Saturdays out on the boat
With a girl that'll shoot you straight no
still gone miss you girl
See girl you gave me true love
You showed me that I can trust you girl
I’ll give you the world might just give you the whole
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
It's killing me slowly
Say that they miss the old me
I'm only tired of trying when all
I do comes right by and I made a lot of
Mistakes I'm not proud
shaking like you having a seizure
I beat the box I can not be defeated
(Jiggy LaFlare)
She say can you slow down I really miss you
Girl I know you miss
let you do your thing
And I try not to make that face that I make
(No such luck)
I hope you like me enough to ignore it or even like it
Luckily you do
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