Girl Lyrics

(Whaaah)

Shorty miss it for real

She been missing for real

Girl, when I get home

Girl, ima beat it up for real

Girl, I can't leave you alone

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, I'ma beat it up for real

You got me racing back to the crib

Girl, I can't believe this feel

Oh, I can't believe how it feel

Oh my God, oh I get the chills

Oh, I love on the body

Put butterflies in her stomach

Only thing on my mind

Ohh wait till I get home

I'm tryna cater to you

Girl, you everything that I want

Girl, I'm blessed for you

And girl let me pour you a glass of wine or two

Bubble bath and candlelight girl just for you

And Massage on your body

Then I'm tryna eat on you

When I get home

And make love to every part of you

Ayy, and no I can't baby ever leave you alone

Been on my mind all day That's why a nigga racing home

Girl, when I get home

Girl, I'ma beat it up for real

Girl, I can't leave you alone

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, I'ma beat it up for real

She said she missin' me When she ain't next to me

Then shorty text me

My name ain't Keith

But shorty sweatin' me

And that ain't no problem

Issues with abandonment

Issues like point guard on the court I'ma handle it

I deliver this package

Mail before you send it you know I'ma stamp it

Trauma from our past and both of us damaged

At eleven, eleven, we both send a message

She love elephants her hands is tatted

She got problems with her baby daddy

Im like fuck em cause bae you a vibe

It's not your body but girl its ya beauty

Crazy bout mines sapiosexual But girl I ain't toosi

And I ain't gon' lie She was the one that did the recruiting

I'ma protector you wont take advantage

Love on parts of her body that got neglected

She love when I use my tongue man she swear it's a weapon

Her body's shaking got her cummin in seconds

Ask if i love you girl, I swear it's no question

We both smoke Za but together we pressure

Girl, when I get home

Girl, I'ma beat it up for real

Girl, I can't leave you alone

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, you got me racing to the crib

Girl, when I get home

Girl, I'ma beat it up for real

She said she missin' me When she ain't next to me

Then shorty text me

My name ain't Keith

But shorty sweatin' me