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

There's beautiful and then there's you Some girls walk in the room and everything remains But when you opened up the door, my life completely changed There's no words to express When you're wearing that dress that way There's no words to describe Let me

Hmm, hmm, hmm I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted

I'll forever remain faithful Make the money, don't let the money make you Change the game, don't let the game change you All my people stay true Watch the videos and get the girls in the back But if that's what I believe in, and the reason that I rap

She goes down She goes down, down down down You know she makes me feel good All night long She goes down ,Down down down Little Miss Muffet Sweet girl's school stuff and A country smile and charm Out in the back of my '58 Chevy

All the pretty girls on a Saturday night Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes Well you break and take all the words from my mouth I wish all the pretty girls were shakin' me down But not you, When all the pretty girls can't measure to you

Girls, girls, girls Friday night and I need a fight My motorcycle and a switchblade knife Handful of grease in my hair feels right But what I need to make me tight is Long legs and burgundy lips Dancin' down on Sunset Strip Red lips, fingertips Trick or

How great Thou art Then sings my soul My Savior, God, to Thee How great thou art Oh Lord my God When I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars

I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but little girls understand Well the, men don't know, but the little girls understand When everybody's tryin' to sleep I'm somewhere making my, midnight creep Yes in the morning, when the rooster crow

Well I don't really care what people say I don't really watch what dem waan to do Still I got to stick to my girls like glue And I mon nah play number two All I know the time it is gettin' dread Need a lot of trees up in my head Got a little damsel in my