Girls
Girls are hot
Put em on the spot
Girls are hot
Put em on the spot
Look at em dancing, jiggling in the club
call em on the cellphone, audible rubs
Shaking all ya got, nerves are shot
Getting crazy vibes, hot to trot
Girls to him are like bikini briefs
He switches to another one every week
Rapping to my bud bout my melancholy life
Got no woman, my careerless strife
Living from leaping on the firing line
So now I come to you for a penny, nickle or dime
She's so keen
She hurts me mean
Playing hard to get
Temptation is bent
"Say, girlie, can I buy you a drink?"
Ignoring me like how I like to diss the shrinks
Girls to him are like bikini briefs
He switches to another one every week