"Girls" lyrics

(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they're all pros at "You know what?"
(Girls) Local or overseas
They're all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world

Girls want to be part of my world

Look. I done had my share
Bringing 'round me is a bad idea
I take big or small, short or tall
Light or dark. I try them all
'Cause I like
From stupido groupie hoes
To one of these R&B group skios
I need a slick mouth
Thick south
Brick house
Or I may date
A-rate playmate
Ten in the face
Thin in the waist
Tight in the thighs
Light in the eyes
Even those who think they the shit
On some female player shit
I keep my walking on pedicured paws
Touching with manicured claws
If you waxed down and tanned up
Then let me see your hands up
Now

(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they're all pros at "You know what?"
(Girls) Local or overseas
They're all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world

I like my
In four-inch Christian Louboutins
Lips made for kissing and pouting
I like my fat butt
Flat gut
And that strut
To drive cat nuts
I like my Gangsta pretty
Stank saditty
No change, only got frank and fitties
Them natural-born fraks
With blonde streaks
Seven's on cheeks
My nothing-less-than-a-dime piece
Pink-face Cartier timepiece

I like my thug enough to cuss out cops
With tits that'll bust out tops
I like my Classy and sassy
Still know how to be nasty
Like my with no laws
No flaws
No bras and no drawers
Those yours

(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they're all pros at "You know what?"
(Girls) Local or overseas
They're all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world

From the Asian to the Malaysian
I even had the Bahian to the Caucasian
I spend most the weekend
With pretty Puerto and Costa Rican
Then again, I love Dominicans
And might be styling with a Italian
I be shakin for a Jamaican and Haitian
And take by the million if they're Brazilian
I'm sailin with a Australian
Or trafficking with the South-African
Panamian or Grenadian
You know I cross the border for a Canadian

I need a miss
That's Swiss
A freak
That's Greek
Or distinguished English

I fly in for a Hawaiian
And if you don't know who I am

(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they're all pros at "You know what?"
(Girls) Local or overseas
They're all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world

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