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My Girl Lyrics - Artist : Banks, Lloyd
"I guess you will say
Ooh, "What can make me feel this way?" It's my girl, my girl, my girl" Hahahahaha, goddaaamnnn! You can't be serious, man Don't call my motherfuckin' phone over no bitch, man Man, I, I think I'ma fuck around And get killed by one of these niggas Pussy's some serious shit, man Nigga ready to MURDER over that shit, hahaha Uh, that girl ain't your girlfriend She does the same things for me It's plain to see That she ain't who she claims to be But you can keep trustin' her 'Cause I'm just fuckin' her Look, that girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girl Nigga you should see the way she smiles at me Yeah, uh I ain't never been a trick, so I don't offer 'em much Most of these bad bitches won't walk with a crutch And they dyin' to get out of New York in a rush You got big dreams, you're just talkin' too much, so hush Let's hop in the truck, and swing a ep' After this, you gon' need a blunt, a cigarette, yep I know they want see a nigga sweat But I ain't tryin' to turn in my playa card just yet I think about it in the jet You ain't shit, but you hollerin' respect That's why you feel neglect I'm focused, 'cause that's how you get the check Don't trip over your chick, that's how you get the TEC Be easy, nigga, what the fuck you expect? I'm a celebrity with diamonds all over my neck, uh I'm on the road with a flawless rep Nigga don't make me make your broad my pet, 'cause That girl ain't your girlfriend She does the same things for me It's plain to see That she ain't who she claims to be But you can keep trustin' her 'Cause I'm just fuckin' her Look, that girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girl Nigga you should see the way she smiles at me Yeah, uh There ain't nothin' like a chick from the gutter A bitch comin' out her face, she gon' whip her and cut her She think niggas ain't shit 'cause she live with her brother But she's doin' the same thing, just undercover Nigga, what makes you so special? She's puttin' on that innocent act to impress you Another nigga prolly got the hoe in a pretzel And you only gon' find out if she lets you Man, the right bitch'll have a nigga stressed out Ringin' her cell phone as soon as she steps out You ain't thinkin' 'bout the ex in the cut She's drivin' your car to go pick the next nigga up If you knew someone was gettin' the ass you're in love with You'll prolly spaz and whoop her ass in public You spend time with 'em, but you don't really know 'em Man, I only trust a bitch far as I can throw 'em, 'cause That girl ain't your girlfriend She does the same things for me It's plain to see That she ain't who she claims to be But you can keep trustin' her 'Cause I'm just fuckin' her Look, that girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girlfriend, nigga That girl ain't your girl Nigga you should see the way she smiles at me |
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