Girls Just Wanna Have Fun Lyrics

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter full of bitches, nigga, all of them hoeing

Yeah, Yeah, all of hoeing

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter full of bitches, nigga, all of them hoeing

Yeah,

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter it full of bitches, nigga, all of them hoeing

She just used to freaky niggas, tryna get between

I like all the bad bitches, only bout they green

Freaky hoes, tell they friends to join in

Big body bitch, nigga, big body foreign

Had to get a new bitch, my old bitch was born

Gotta keep the core the same, pippen, Rodman, Jordan

Yeah, I want you, but I don't need no bitch

Wake up every day, thinking about getting rich

Pop up with a new bitch to make my old one mad

Spinnin through the trenches, niggas getting toe-tagged

Saved my first ten thou, felt like I was up now

Been scoring plays, in the zone, touchdown

All this money, different colors on me like Monopoly

I'ma keep on popping shit, I know the homies proud of me

Put this shit on daily, niggas thought I hit the lottery

Ain't no fuckin' way one of these lil' niggas beside me

Old school wheels, candy paint, big feet

Dreamchasers bout a bag like meek

We can get low, track hawk in this Jeep

Baby, stay focused, keep your eyes on me

She ain't never had a nigga fly as me

Real team player, ain't no I in team, nah

It's a Glock 40, baby, not no 9

She was fine as fuck until she asked my sign

Rollin' with me, that mean you on my time

Don't ask no questions, I ain't trippin', you ain't mine

I send a text, you on the way, girl, slide

It ain't no pressure when you with me, just vibe

I ain't your last nigga, bitch, you lost your mind

Full speed ahead, girl, I'm in my prime

Got the homies with me baby we can get it going

Sprinter' full of bitches, nigga, all of em hoeing

Yeah, yeah all of em hoeing

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter' full of bitches, nigga, all of em hoeing

Yeah, Nigga all of em hoeing

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter' full of bitches, nigga, all of em hoeing

Got the homies with me, baby, we can get it going

Sprinter' full of bitches, nigga, all of em hoeing

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