My Girls (My Girls)

In the fourth grade I had a crush on Tia Smith

Sixth grade and this crush is turned to Beatrice

But they don't like me because I'm too nice

And I'm kinda fat and not the dope type

But I grew out of that and it's a miracle

Now every girl sees me as marryin' material

It's a buyer's market, I'm Alicia's target

And every other girl who wanna let me steam their carpet

I love these hipster girls and they feel the same

Now they don't have to choose when someone asks 'em Drake or Wayne

And niggas waiting on me, we didn't have a voice

You used to have to act street and now you've got a choice

My momma's brownie mix, I keep the goodies moist

Of every girl I'm tappin', this wasn't supposed to happen

Hard to keep my thoughts straight on every date

Especially when my penis talking SWAT team, cover me, I'm going in

I do not talk, I am just a rapper

Yes, I got a million other girls

You don't wanna hear that for fear that I fuck a lot

And you don't wanna get attached cause you'll like me

I fuck a girl named Keira nightly (Knightley)

Nah, I made her up

'Cause it sounded dope, I don't give a fuck

Ride me, giddy up

They can hear us in the hall, Arsenio

Naw, girl, I don't wanna shoot a video

I do it all day, don't you watch me on the TV show?

I'm gonna get mines any means necessary

Got Red Bull pulsing through my pulmonary

Least I feel like it, met her at a club

Now we're making out, and I ain't spend a dub

I'm gonna try to live it up like TOP FLR

And my girls like gifts so I bought more

All girls 18 and over love this light-skinned Casanova

House pimped out, William Sonoma

Sleep on me, that is a coma

Yeah, nigga, you see what I'm gettin' at

I'm gettin' at her, I'm hittin' that

Her kitty cat purr, how weird is that?

I'm diggin' that

A nigga not tryin' to say you don't make mistakes

I'm trying to fix all the hearts I break

But every time that we talk in my apartment

We're gonna kiss a little, and then we start shit

"You're heartless, don't call again

Don't email, we can't be friends

I swear that this is the end"

Then I call her next week and we do it again

My girls, my girls, my girls, my girls

My girls, my girls, my girls, my girls

My girls, my girls, my girls, my girls

My girls, my girls, my girls, my girls

(I don't mean to seem like I care about material things, like a social status

I just want four walls and adobe slats for my girls

Ow!)

(I don't mean to seem like I care about material things, like a social status

I just want four walls and adobe slats for my girls

Ow!)