Talk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it

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

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

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

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

Like me and my down home boys Down here we keep the good times flowing, Red dirt flying, and the radio going We got each other's back and everybody knows it, Yeah me and my down home boys Know how to show a town what's up We pass it around then fill it

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep (yeah) Like a locksmith, I got the keys (yeah) Pull up make opp niggas bleed (aye) I got water like overseas, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like NBA, yeah (aye) Bitch, I ball like MVP, yeah (aye) I

Yeah I, I saw your ghost tonight If your eyes stay right on mine My wounds would start to heal It fucking hurt like hell I felt you here tonight But dreams can't all be real I'll never let you down boy I'll never let you go Her solace of life

You make me want to But you make me want to You can blame it on my southern boy ways Why I'm always running away I don't know if I can ever change Yeah, you make me want to You make me want to hold you like a hammock on a summer day Tell you how I'm

(Call me a Florida boy) Wake up, nigga, wake up Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy 73s to them AMGs, now we rollin', boys I beat all of them cases, I'm on Bitch, I'm a Florida boy Old school, big-ass rims, sittin' like Tonka Toys I got a Florida state of