all could be California girls (Girls, girls, girls yeah) I wish they all could be California (I dig the Girls, girls, girls yeah) (I dig the Girls, girls, girls
you girl (I said I'm searching for you girl) You got me sweating, got me weak in the knee 'Cause I've been working for you girl It's so hard because I
won't hear applause cuz your drunk and lost all light is gone, your arms spread like across and you're dreaming that the world will soon fall apart topless girl
(Is it real or forever) What she do, I do better (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What she do to make you love her (Yeah, ooh...) Is it real or forever (Is it
for you girl (I said I'm searching for you girl) You got me sweating, got me weak in the knee 'Cause I've been working for you girl It's so hard because
Tabby nimble, Tabby quick Watch the girls falling over Taboo's stick I watch it like that, and I watch it like this You can't catch it and it's something
man whose hopes never end To kiss with a girl who?s as lovely as you I?d give you my heart, if you gave me the truth And for every tear that is lost
man whose hopes never end To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth And for every tear that is lost
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly . . . " . . . sucking up two thirds of it (SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!) for UNTIMELY DISPERSAL over VAST STRETCHES of WATTS!!! Now, unless I misunderstood, it
I reclined my seat It was a 20 minute ride to the C.P.T Walked straight up to my house, pulled out my key It's my girl playin [?]
hit of what I got, I bet it have you seeing doubles But I'm an angel though, and your girls a pigeon It's money over everything, girl you know the vision
Tyga & Red Cafe] [Chorus: Tyga] My birthday girls, big booty girls I like girls, that like other girls I like girls, that like other girls I like girls
reclined my seat It was a 20 minute ride to the CPT Walked straight up to the house, pulled out my key Opened the door, it's my girl playin' Biz Markie
Verse 3: Game] 10 million albums sold I ain't gotta brag Disrespect my girl or my kids and get a bodybag AK47 with the sawdy rag, niggas better duck cause it
a hit of what I got, I bet it have you seeing doubles But I'm an angel though, and your girls a pigeon its money over everything, girl you know the vision