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Cam'ron

Cam'ron

Girls

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intro
Killa!!
Dipset, shallowmain
Jim jones, santana, freaky
Lets go! what they want sing

chorus (mona lisa)
Girls just wanna have fun
(oh girls)
Girls just wanna have fun
(girls juss wanna have)

verse 1
d*mn chump pass, he a dumb ass
Call J.R. (why?) get a fun pass
Yeah she come fast, so she leave quicker
Cause she c*m faster than skeet skeet nigg* (to the wall)
We be wit her, me, Jim, Zeek hit her
Then she will flee flicker, don chief-chief wit her
P.E. wit her, wee wee, eazy, ole me, OG little me lick her
But she need liquor, never seen sicker
nigg* if rap was head she could be Twista
Had her alley to alley, Hawai and Maui, in Cali the valley
Up in White Lotus, dog you might notice
That you type bogus, me i'm quite focus
And hope is hopeless, disappear in the air, hocus pocus

chorus

verse 2
Gotd*mn you stuck like stucco
Cut low, sl*t no, here he come uh oh (uh oh)
Man see what the fighting do
Thats why im pipin' boo, aint even like-a you,
I'm exciting true, just right I do
Heals high, we'll fly, real fly nikes are new (air 1's)
And a righteous view, from night to new
day, hey play, catch a flight for two (first class!)
And you hault you a baller, baller
Hawker, dawg you a stalker! (stalker)
Upset cause what she wear is showin (that's see through)
Awww man you aint in gear for knowin (gotd*mn)
Ask questions in fear of hoein
Whatz that? who you wit? where you at? where you goin?
Where you goin, im flowin, she blowin
Sky high like a boeing, got pies like it's snowin

chorus

verse 3
Females better twirl all yours, better curl all yours
Cause I swirl on sh*res (then what)
Come back to a pearl golf Porsche (who you?)
I'm corrupt, cause girls are wh*res
And the world is yours, honey sip Sizzurp, hurl of coarse
And you know i'm in the buildin mister
Wit the Olsen twins, or the Hilton sisters
And I haul em' there, to the Hilton mister
I milked them, I kilt them, you quilt her, you missed her
You held her, you kissed her
You felt all the blisters, melt on your whiskers (ew)

chorus 2x

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