Jim Jones - Girls Lyrics

Killa
Dipset, Charlemagne
Jim Jones, Santana, freaky
Let's go, what they want sing

Girls just want to have fun
(Oh girls)
Girls just want to have fun
(Girls just want to have)

Damn chump pass, he a dumb ass
Call J.R. get a fun pass
Yeah she come fast, so she leave quicker
Cause she cum fast skeet skeet nigga
We be wit her, me, Jim Zee, hit her
Then she wit flea flicker, don't get her
P wit her, wee wee, easy, ol' me, ol' G little me lick her
So she need liquor never seem sicker, nigga, if rap was head
She could be twista had her alley to alley
Hawaii and Maui, and Cali to Bali
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]

Goddamn stuck like stuck-o
Cut low slut no here he come uh oh (uh oh)
Man see what the fighting do that's why I'm piping boo
Ain't even liking you, I'm exciting true
Just right I do, heals high, wheels fly
Real fly Nikes on you (air 1's)
And a righteous view, from night to new, day, hey play
Catch a flight for two (first class!) and you hawk you a baller, baller
Hawker, dog you a stalker! (your a stalker)
Upset cause what she was showin', aw man you ain't in gear for knowin'
Ask question in fear of hoe-in
What's that, who you wit, where you at, where you goin' (where you goin')
Where you goin', I'm flowin' she blowin' sky high like a bowin'
Got pies like it snowin'

[Chorus]

Females better twirl on yours, better curl on yours
Cause I swirl on shores (then what) come back to a pearl golf Porsche (who you)
I'm Kurupt, cause "Girls All Pause"
And the world is yours, honey sip sizzurp earl of course
And you know I'm in the buildin' mister
Wit the Olsen twins, or the Hilton sisters
And I haul 'em in to the Hilton mister
I milked them, I killed them, you quilt them, you missed her (missed her)
You helped her, you kissed her
You felt all the blisters, melt on your whiskers

[Chorus: 2X]