Lyrics:
girl
Spend a week wit your boy I’ll
Be calling you my girlfriend
If I was your man (If I was your man)
I’d never leave you girl (Girl)
I just want
What you want, what you want
Baby I can give you anything that you want
Give it to you right now I don’t even have to front
Bring your girlfriends
GUARD #1: What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers?
GUARD #2: Well, why not?
Scene 2
MORTICIAN: Bring out your dead!
Bring out your dead!
Party Over Here
Yeah
Chorus: Said there’s a party over here, ain’t gotta bring your own beer. Just bring your bad self, you got me saying. Aye,
do?
Point at the house had ta point it on you
Tell your girlfriend & your best friend too
You can bring a whole dorm and they can have some fun too
deny your own flesh and blood
Your own child
What kind of man are you?
Oh, oh the girlfriend
On the sheet of the tablet,
I ain't lyin,
Man your girlfriend's favorite song is mine,
If I sang it then I wrote it,
Even if I didn't sing it,
Write
girlfriend
Don't be all up on me baby, no way
Gonna do my own thang
Putting that on everything
Don't play me like your girlfriend
Baby, no way
Did you think I
what I want to do to her
(Tigah)
And come on and work it on me, like it's all about you
Play at your own risk, girl hugs and kiss (Kissing sound)
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah
Shawty you gon' slide on me
Baby come over
You can bring your girlfriends
Tell em to come over
We gon' kick it
Baby
Wetin I do you (uhm uhm uhm uhm)
Wetin I do you (uhm uhm uhm uhm)
Wetin I do you (uhm uhm uhm uhm)
Ahh you see your girlfriend o
She no dey sleep house o
hmm
Cause I'm believing what your friends say
About your hidden secret seeds
The girlfriend
She wasn't disrespectful
In fact, she's a hundred percent
Favorite rapper...
It's ya girlfriend... ya girlfriends favorite rapper
Yeah, ya girlfriends favorite rapper...
It's ya girlfriend... ya girlfriends
attention
Listenin' to what your girlfriends mention
He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a freak
Got a different girl every day of the week
It's cool, not
dat there?
Heard you talkin' that shit, girl, is you 'bout that?
You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my niggas
I know we drunk talking shit, but
own boyfriend
There's no reason to be lonely, on your own you could get whole
All the needing for another outside yourself takes its toll
All alone I
Like your heart is on your sleeve when I know you have a girlfriend
I'll see you next Tuesday
Oh oh, oh oh, oh
You won't call and you won't admit
back
My shorty only love money
You love booty rubs so let's night cap
Wait
Make no mistaken I'm cake'n lil baby I bring home the bacon
My girlfriend
Super Soaker load it up bitch, I don't give a fuck
I got diamonds on my fingers make your girlfriend wanna fuck
Super Soaker tucked bitch, you gon' make
in my nostrils
If you come by you better testify
My soul is dry as a bone
But if your really here you better know
Bring your own drugs
Bring your own
girlfriend.
Dude - paradise, but not your girlfriend.
If you want my advice,
Make believers pay a pretty price.
You threw for her a birthday bash,
But then she
you own
And realize it's only a loan baby
Your boyfriend might look good but he ain't God
Your girlfriend might be hot but she ain't God
And education
sleeping in, skipping breakfast onto supper
Malnourished motherfucker, boy hold your own weight
Got buncha gold on but you own no plates
Can't write your
and bag my eighters
You even gave me my own number to put in your pager
I still never seen you cough when you hit the bong
See, gimme that shit that
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