You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good

I miss my baby Messin' with these LA girls I'm missin' my baby (LA girls) There was Nikki, Nicole, Tiffany, and Heather But there's only room for you in my world But you say that I changed like the east coast weather How the hell did I get caught up?

Girl, shake it for me Country girl, shake it for me Shake it for the young bucks sittin' in the honky-tonks For the rednecks rockin' 'til the break of dawn C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees Shake it for the catfish

Some girls they act retarded Bumpin' and grindin' that pole We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls

It's "Wifey" part three My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah My girl, you can't be But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah I'm done with them fiends (Uh) I'm a

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

For more than just a day This time the girl is gonna stay I just can't help believin' When she slips her hand in my hand And it feels so small and helpless And my fingers fold around it like a glove And her tears are shining honey sweet with love This

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can I get an answer? Girl, I got a question for ya Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) You got me going crazy Oh, you deal with From the moment you was dancing in the party, pushing all on me Giving everything, you're giving

Cause I’m a girl Cause I’m a girl, Oh yeah With a bottle of wine and you I’m a girl, I got skills I can dance all night in five inch heels And make you feel like the luckiest boy in the world I can get a free drink for flipping my hair I can rock a

You bring me sun, sun, sun, sunshine Come over, come over Come over, c-come over Sun, sun, sun, sunshine Girl come over Me want you closer I'm tired of the rainy days So before the night's over I want you to know that