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letra de girls (remix) - the jacka

[chorus: the jacka]
girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
and in the morning it’s girls, girls, girls, girls
and in the evening it’s girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
(traxamillion)

[verse 1: the jacka]
the big bay are’, that’s a lotta weight to carry
all i really want is girls but i’ll probably never marry
got thirties on my chevy, don’t care that they share me
they just care that they near me, i be breezin’ through the city
i be keepin’ breezies with me, though you see go on and peep me
take a fl!ck before i dip, i take a trip and feel at home
’cause i’m nig’, i’m always gone, ’cause i’m the sh-t, i come back home
i’m still the nig’, i drink a fifth, f-ck the world
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
(got a, got a chick, got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)

[chorus: the jacka]
girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
(got a, got a chick, got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)
and in the morning it’s girls, girls, girls, girls
(got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)
and in the evening it’s girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
($hort $hort)
(got a, got a chick, got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)
[verse 2: too $hort]
i got a california girl with a texas ass
and a new york attitude, extra fast
she could be a dime, but i like nines and eights
she can’t be perfect, and i ain’t got time to wait
i love her beautiful imperfections
you should see that big booty when we havin’ s-x, man
her two sisters look good, she got some fine ass friends
i wanna hit ’em all but it ain’t enough time to get in
so i don’t stress it, i play the big brother role
somethin’ like an uncle, you know i wanna f-ck ’em, though
i’m $hort dawg, i’m havin’ more fun than you
’cause i just pull it out and run through the crew, b-tch!

[verse 3: the jacka]
i’m in the club gettin’ high, she’d rather kiss the guy
got girlies everywhere, i’m feelin’ my guap
pull out a five stack knot and throw it all up
’cause i’m crime, and crime don’t pay
remember us, i’m from the bay
a-r-e-a, we know what’s up
you know the words y’all say, the slang, we made it up
i got game, i just knock hoes and live it up
the fame is h-lla fun, i can’t get enough
i got a car and all that stuff, love’s comin’ my way
i’m at the bar with a blunt, they got so much to say
they like, “jack, you the one,” but at the end of the day
the broads is all that want, you know’m’sayin’?
[chorus: the jacka]
girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
(got a, got a chick, got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)
and in the morning it’s girls, girls, girls, girls
(got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)
and in the evening it’s girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
that’s all i really want is girls, girls, girls, girls
(got a, got a chick, got, got a chick so fly, make her kiss the sky)

[outro]
(traxamillion)

- the jacka

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