Lyrics:
Wild thing!
Should've known better
With a girl like you
You satisfied my every need
What a little heartbreaker
You turned out to be
Prettiest
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
To the red on your lips
I can feel myself falling all crazy
'Cause just a little kiss and I could never get you out of my mind
So before you go wreck my
the girls all look when I go by
It's what I wear that makes 'em sigh
Black slacks I wear a red bow-tie
Black slacks they say, "Meoh my"
Black slacks with
on my knees
So my new girl, she black and Japanese (yeah, whoa, ay)
She's filling all of my needs (yeah, all of my needs)
(Yeah, let's go, Lil Uzi
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Little
Cute little face
She's a blast!
Brown-eyed girl
With handsome hands
Big black lips
And tight black pants
I said: Broom it! Watch it! Touch it!
Ha ha
just like you
I met a girl with long black hair and she opened up so wide
A daffodil growing in Brazil and I picked her for my bride
We are all
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
amazing
Took me by surprise
Baby you know how to drive me crazy
Make me realize
Why waste time baby tryin' to explain it
This is paradise
Baby baby
me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
the black lands
The violent day runs wild
And the black and white minstrels run through the crazy
Alleys while the cops go booking
And ruthless toothless
but the number one rapper in the world
He done traveled all over the world
He came back just to give you some game
All of the little boys and girls
pays, then we looking for a gangsta lean
You bad niggaz better tang your lip before
We fuck around and get into some gangsta shit
All black boys in
your son," girl, don't trip about it
Walk up in with apple sauce and broccoli
Little Bobby, better eat your greens, boy, don't give me lip about it
rosy man
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his
Words and music by John Kay
Rocket Ritchotte and Michael Wilk
Hey baby, you and I should get together
Hey, baby, come on girl, let's get away
Just
She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen on a skateboard..
And I'm just a guy with a couple of openings for her..
She told me every story behind all
well educated ooo
And me and the maker of love
We were both related yea
When I wrap my lips around you
Baby baby your going to get faded yea
Are
be
(Representing for the black woman them)
Right by your side when you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll be around
(a true thing you know girl)
Baby
Now I'm overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near, but my heart is far away
Tell me what to say
I'll be your mouthpiece!
Into the light
locking
The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hoping
They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black trying to put their bid in
Girl
Oh, yeah, yeah black girl, black girl magic
I like my eyes, and my skin and all within
People talk about the way I am
Natural hair and my
all-black lenses
(Waiti'm not done)
I thanked Jesus at the awards
I'm never going to hell call me Zack Morris
I'm saving you by the bell
My girl says I'm
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