So Many Girls
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So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
Now let me, cool down with a sip of beer
Sit back and disappear
I'm feelin' it in here
With me and shakin' that rear
Takin' off their clothes, it isn't even hot in here
They just scratchin' to mix it lot-o-ah-cho
Aw yeah
The queue outside is so wide
Hit me with the thick thighs
Just dying to get up in here
I been in here looking cooler than huggy bear
To defeat this girl, and she just made me say a prayer
Hey girl, you look so good, you make an angel wanna swear
Make the Devil go on his knees and say a prayer
As a narcissist, it's slowly flowing through the air
Base bump, and shakin' up the chandelier
You could probably hit up with any man up in here
But you look at me in my face, like you double-dare
We took the chuck of chalk up to my car, right over there
I said that I forgot that girl, she said, "I don't care!"
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
Now, don't be alarmed if pretty girls approach you with open arms
Asking if you wanna dance, grippin' up your arms
Pullin' on your garms, like your moms used to
When you and your crew used to set off car alarms
Look she wanna a little dance, and she's fine up with the space
And by the look on her face, she got no, time to waste
Tellin' you to hurry up, before somebody fill the space
Tell her, "cool down a pace baby, girl it ain't no race"
She walked away, you give chase
You catch up, quick (Come on)
Bumper so fat, it'll make your back flip
(Oh shit)
Jeans low, exposed to the hips
You stand there, in amazement, frozen n' shit
She started winding up her body, got you trapped like a hypnotist
It's ridiculous, she got you feelin' like Saint Nicholas
Tryna empty your whole sack in da-haha (Oh shit, man)
But what holds it at
It's like
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness
So many girls, givin' me stress
I look into my eyes, my mind's a mess
I must confess, yes, girls are my weakness