For The Girls ft. CamRocket Lyrics

Got this girl that go to school

Told her focus on class

Say she fuck with my ambition

Left her dorm room cracked

So I can get it when I want it like a college degree

I'm not her tutor but I told her she can study with me

I got this girl who from the street

South Central, LA

She was moving out to Vegas trynna find an escape

She was Eve wit her demeanor, even prettier face

If we beefing then she'll probably send her brother to fade me

Got another on the East

Cook the rice with the beans

Mi cariño taught me how to tell her ven aqui

Bet her daddy disagreed but her mama was sweet

I could pull up when I want and tell her hop in V

I had a shordie in the hills and she stayed on her own

When she miss me send them pictures to my cellular phone

Knew I wasn't with commitment but she wasn't alone

I used to tell her every other night I slid by her home

I had one who tried use me

And another who boosting

Had one who love the raps and start to jump to conclusions

I got a girl who want it all

She want the life of a star

But the only thing she know is how to take off her bra

I met a girl inside the club and met a girl in the mall

One was trynna work the floor and one was working a job

You see you live and you learn that's one for my dawgs

But to the ladies I just wanna say I fuck with you all forreal

This for the girls

Girls

This for the girls

All over the world

This for the girls

Girls

This for the girls

That love me

This for the girls

Girls

This for the girls

All over the world

This for the girls

The girls

This for the girls

That love me

I gotta girl that's from Detroit, the 313

Moved to Vegas off a scholarship to UNLV

Like to tell me all the time how it's cold in the D

And how she would've been back if it wasn't for me

I gotta girl that's from New York, knew her since we was kids

She put Big over Pac and I put Pac over Big

When it come hip hop, best rappers to live

Can't really prove opinions facts so shit it is what it is

I gotta girl that's from Atlanta call her my southern belle

Love the way she talk, she say she love the way that I smell

Like to roll my joints for me just to show off her nails

Gotta thing for me you can say the same for Chanel

Gotta girl from the Chi some like to call it Chi-Raq

Way I always seem at peace she say it keep her relaxed

Usually she a hot head and don't know how to act

Say she feel so free with me that she don't even need her gat

Got this girl from Honolulu, call Vegas ninth island

But she never come I only see her when I'm in Hawaii

Gotta girl that's from Belize

Another one that's from Honduras

Couldn't tell you out the two who beauty was the purest

I gotta girl fromPuerto Rico

Gotta girl from the Bahamas

I got one from Rosarito

Another one from Punta Cana

Got a line of prima donnas all nines, tens, and dimes but

You probably think I'm just rhyming

Had a girl back home in Vegas

Only thing she wanna be is instagram famous

Always at the club and after hours at Drais

Swear she baddest chick living bitch can't even hold a conversation

Another one just much the same shorty came with some issues

Should have known when I seen her burning sage and playing with crystals

A hood chick that like to run fades and like pistols

And this song for 'em all I'm left to make official