Song parody of
Pretty Girls
by King Bain
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Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Get back, choppa gotta kick better get back
Better go hit coke, before you even try me
I bought her a ring, that might be my wifey
Like me, I think that she like
Maybe, that might be my baby
She soaking, she bubbling, deep
Lost in the sauce, the gravy
Ou, I'm wavy, I'm going up
Ain't time for debating or waiting
I'm the captain of the ship, ain't no meddling
Me and the gang we looking for problems
We ain't tryna solve em
No I'm not shaggy, no I'm not scooby
No I'm not Freddy
But Daphne she could throw me the coochie, the wetty
She gone slurp me up like some spaghetti
Ou baby
You driving me crazy
Got me going insane
Just from brain
Got me slump
Got me sleep
Like some drink
I'm giving her shots
I'm not talking bout Johnson and Johnson
Call me MJ cause I could do it like Jordan
No wait I mean Magic, hold on wait I mean Jackson
But if they looking from the other side
Then I'm looking like Blackson
But imma still beat it
Billy Jean I that know she fiending
She want me come and eat it
Pretty girl with the glasses
Her name starts with V, oh my
She thick like the biscuit from Popeyes
The apple of my eye, who Eve
Snowfall, leaving the scene
Looking like it's Christmas Eve
Pretty girls got me going insane, aye
Pretty girls they melting my brain, aye
Pretty girls all do the same, aye
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Get back, choppa gotta kick better get back
Better go hit coke, before you even try me
I bought her a ring, that might be my wifey
Like me, I think that she like
Maybe, that might be my baby
She soaking, she bubbling, deep
Lost in the sauce, the gravy
Ou, I'm wavy, I'm going up
Ain't time for debating or waiting
I'm the captain of the ship, ain't no meddling
Me and the gang we looking for problems
We ain't tryna solve em
No I'm not shaggy, no I'm not scooby
No I'm not Freddy
But Daphne she could throw me the coochie, the wetty
She gone slurp me up like some spaghetti
Ou baby
You driving me crazy
Got me going insane
Just from brain
Got me slump
Got me sleep
Like some drink
I'm giving her shots
I'm not talking bout Johnson and Johnson
Call me MJ cause I could do it like Jordan
No wait I mean Magic, hold on wait I mean Jackson
But if they looking from the other side
Then I'm looking like Blackson
But imma still beat it
Billy Jean I that know she fiending
She want me come and eat it
Pretty girl with the glasses
Her name starts with V, oh my
She thick like the biscuit from Popeyes
The apple of my eye, who Eve
Snowfall, leaving the scene
Looking like it's Christmas Eve
Pretty girls got me going insane, aye
Pretty girls they melting my brain, aye
Pretty girls all do the same, aye
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
Pop out
Imma rockstar, let's rock out
Rock out
I'm sliding with the gang
We gone pop out
