"Pretty Girls" lyrics
(Been ready, come on)
(Let's put it on then)
Just have fun with it (Been ready, come on)
Can I get my lick back?
Wearing all black with the slick-back
If I said it, then I meant that
If I take her, you will never, ever get your bitch back
Went plat', yeah, I did that
Fifty-eleven times, ain't no way to twist that
The two coldest white boys who ever came from the Bay
One's rapping and the other one is Nic Nac
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
Talkin' 'bout, mm-mm, boy, I'm way ahead of you
Bluetooth to her JBL
Put her makeup on, then she paints her nails
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my ass clap
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my—, he gon' need a honey pack
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
You know
Shopping on Green Street, I'm swiping my Visa
Saint Laurent, Paris, Bottega Veneta
Loewe, and my baby, we both going crazy
This money is taller than Trevor Ariza
Uh, there's only one of you
I like me on top of you and under you
So, baby, show me what that tongue could do
She wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm more fun than you
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
Talkin' 'bout, mm-mm, boy, I'm way ahead of you
Bluetooth to her JBL
She loves Fenty, she loves Chanel
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my ass clap
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my—, he gon' need a honey pack
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
(You not ready)
You could take your time, it's whatever (You could take your time)
Talking switching sides, oh, whenever (Talking, switching sides)
Wanna run a play, let's put it together
(Let's put it on then)
She the muse to the music she inspires
The baddies got the Apple headphones with the wires
I'll send you praises with the choirs
A real boss, she'll do whatever it requires
She be gettin' to it
Two jobs and a kid, don't know how you do it
Could never sum it up into a verse
Women are the real superheroes of the universe
Been ready, come on
(Let's put it on then)
Just have fun with it (Been ready, come on)
Can I get my lick back?
Wearing all black with the slick-back
If I said it, then I meant that
If I take her, you will never, ever get your bitch back
Went plat', yeah, I did that
Fifty-eleven times, ain't no way to twist that
The two coldest white boys who ever came from the Bay
One's rapping and the other one is Nic Nac
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
Talkin' 'bout, mm-mm, boy, I'm way ahead of you
Bluetooth to her JBL
Put her makeup on, then she paints her nails
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my ass clap
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my—, he gon' need a honey pack
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
You know
Shopping on Green Street, I'm swiping my Visa
Saint Laurent, Paris, Bottega Veneta
Loewe, and my baby, we both going crazy
This money is taller than Trevor Ariza
Uh, there's only one of you
I like me on top of you and under you
So, baby, show me what that tongue could do
She wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm more fun than you
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
Talkin' 'bout, mm-mm, boy, I'm way ahead of you
Bluetooth to her JBL
She loves Fenty, she loves Chanel
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my ass clap
I'm 'bout to put it on him, he gon' need a honey pack
I'm 'bout to put it on him, love to make my—, he gon' need a honey pack
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
I just wanna make songs pretty girls get ready to
(You not ready)
You could take your time, it's whatever (You could take your time)
Talking switching sides, oh, whenever (Talking, switching sides)
Wanna run a play, let's put it together
(Let's put it on then)
She the muse to the music she inspires
The baddies got the Apple headphones with the wires
I'll send you praises with the choirs
A real boss, she'll do whatever it requires
She be gettin' to it
Two jobs and a kid, don't know how you do it
Could never sum it up into a verse
Women are the real superheroes of the universe
Been ready, come on
Writer(s): Gerald Gillum
