Lyrics:
my girl
She stays close on every bend
Ooh, she's a killing machine
She got everything
Like a moving mouth
Body control and everything
I love
album too, nigga
(That's what it is)
But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together (yeah)
Yeah, that's that "Can't Feel My Face"
I'm gonna do is whatever I did (A-R)
Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money money money money
I hurt your feelings
And you hurt mine, girl
But I still love you
More than anything in this world
You got me crying, girl
I'm going blind,
the best I could
But (you make me smile)
What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all
said some girl's broke down
There's good money in it
for you and me
If we can get her back to town
She's somewhere north of Barstow
Lost
the railroad tracks
The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back
But I'm the envy of every single guy
Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye
When we go out
a ticket on the dash
Yeah, but shout out to the homeowners
The girls that got diplomas and enough money to loan us
A little something extra, should we
the railroad tracks,
The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back,
But I'm the envy of every single guy
Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye.
When we go out
the railroad tracks,
The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back,
But I'm the envy of every single guy
Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye.
When we go out
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (how those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who worked
Don't take much to satisfy me
'Cause I got everything that money can't buy me
I got my girl, got my guitar, whoa, I got everything.
Don't take much
They call me Young Gudda,
I'm all about the doe still,
And anybody in my way, Roadkill,
Everything my hands touch turn to gold,
Money, Knots
They call me Young Gudda
I'm all about the doe still
And anybody in my way, Roadkill
Everything my hands touch turn to gold
Money, Knots and Jewels
, that's okay with me
Bad bitches get everything
I like good girls, I like good girls
I like good girls
But I love, love, love bad bitches (yeah)
I
This is a man's world
This is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing
Without a woman or a girl
You see man made the cars
To take us
front of the cars
Standin' in a circle with some wannabe stars
Freestylin', but you ain't original
You just shootin everything and you pimpin' hoes
money to buy from other man
This is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl
He's lost in the wilderness
He's
bad
Blue faces
Get that new money, and it's breaking me down honey
My home girl got a credit card scam
She got a scholarship to college but she
the luckiest guy in the world
'Cause I've got one pearl of a girl
For my baby I work part-time
Down at the neighborhood five-and-dime
Half of my money goes
that want my money
There's girls that want my time
But my drive-by lover leaves 'em all behind
Believe I'll turn around and drive back by
She's my
the luckiest guy in the world
'Cause I've got one pearl of a girl
For my baby I work part-time
Down at the neighborhood five-and-dime
Half of my money goes
money) Now, I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(She give me money) Now, I ain't sayin' she
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