FABOLOUS - Girls

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    FABOLOUS LYRICS
    
    "Girls"
    [Hook:]
    (Girls) Those that are bourgeois
    Those that are hoochie
    Those are usually in Gucci
    (Girls) Some of them no good
    Some of them so hood
    But they all pros at you know what
    (Girls) Local or overseas
    They all go crazy over me
    Don't matter what part of the world
    
    Girls want to be part of my world
    
    [Verse 1:]
    Look, I done had my share
    Bringin' round me, is a bad idea
    I take Big or small, short or tall
    Light or dark, I try them all
    Cuz i like
    From stupido groupie hoes
    To one of these r&b group skio's
    I need a slick mouth, thick south, brickhouse
    Or i may date, a-rate playmate
    Ten in the face, thin in the waist
    Tight in the thighs, light in the eyes
    Even those
    Who think they the shit
    I keep my
    Walkin' on pedicured paws
    Touchin' wit' manicured claws
    If you waxed down, and tanned up
    Then let me see ya hands up
    Now 
    
    [Hook]
    
    [Verse 2:]
    I like my
    In four inch Christian Laboutins
    Lips made for kissin' and poutin' i like my
    Fat butt, flat gut, and that strut. to drive cat nuts
    I like my Gangsta pretty, stank saditty
    No change, only got frank and fitty's
    Them Natural born fraks, wit blonde streaks,
    Seven's on cheeks
    My nothin'less than a dime piece
    Pink face cartier time piece
    I like my
    Thug enough to cuss out cops
    Wit' tits that'll bust out tops
    I like my Classy and sassy,
    Still know how to be nasty
    Like my
    Wit' no laws, no flaws
    No bra's and no drwaws'
    Those yours
    
    [Hook]
    
    [Verse 3:]
    From the Asian to the Malaysian
    I even had the Bahian to the Caucasian
    I spend most the weekend
    Wit' pretty Puerto and Costa Rican
    Then again, I love Dominicians
    And might be stylin' wit' a Italian
    I be shakin for a Jamaican and Haitian
    And take by the million if they they Brazilian
    I'm sailin wit' a Australian
    Or trafficin' wit' the south African
    Panamian or Grenadian
    You know I cross the border for a Canadian
    I need a miss that's Swiss, a freak that's Greek
    Or distinguished English
    I fly in for a Hawaiian
    And if you dont know who i am 
    
    [Hook]
    
    [Outro:]
    Yeah, this Trackmasters, Desrt Storm, Street family.... Fabolous
    And this is Tone the ref, let's go
    
    
    [Thanks to luverboy2429@yahoo.com for these lyrics]

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