Jersey Girl Lyrics

Fuck going out, prefer to stay up in the crib Lay up in the bed with a girl and a spliff

Maybe fool around, I'ma put it in her ribs Finna put it down like a dog in the pound

I'ma bust it up, bitch, I don't fuck around Blow your back out, finna go for two more rounds

Super Mario, don't you know I ground pound

finna tear that shit down like the Berlin Wall

We don't need a party, bitch, we can go to Mars Take it to the motherland, land of the stars

Journey through the galaxy, we can see it all I just need a chance, tryna take it real far

I'm from outer space, man, she put me in my place it feel like I know you, I'm tryna keep the pace

Saying you from Jersey, come along to Tempe Arizona State, yeah, I know it sound tempting

We could watch some movies or maybe go camping Look up at the stars and think about our families

Think about the places that we wanna see And dream about the people that we wanna be

I'm tryna get to know you, see what we could be Maybe it won't work out, yeah, that's cool with me

Maybe catch an uber, pop out in the city Maybe hit the nightclubs, yeah, we can get litty

Or lay up in the crib, roll some fuckin' spliffs Pass out on the couch and dreamin' bout our kids

Hold up, that's too fast, we tryna pass this class You got me thinkin' bout you, fuck it, do it fast

So I wrote this fuckin' song just to see what I could do Man, I'm tryna woo you, nah, this ain't no voodoo

I can tell you spiritual, I'm tryna see through you You borrowin' all them ounces, man, you're barely legal

What's your favorite pastime, what's your favorite song? Sittin' in your Zoom class, rippin' on that bong

Don't worry, I don't judge, I do that shit too Come on, Jersey girl, I'm tryna see what it do

You know I'm from Chicago, never mind, not really I'm from the western suburbs, from a wack-ass city

I know we're new to talkin', but I'm feelin' somethin' I know you feelin' too, yeah, you got my heart thumpin

Tryna go to London, maybe out to Paris How I met your mother, Neil Patrick Harris

I'm tryna be your man, I'm not tryna be your fan Hugh Jackman, holy shit, is this the last stand

Australian man, damn, yeah, you know who I am Let's make some memories, and we'll see where they land

Maybe they'll be good, and maybe they'll be bad The only thing I know is that I'm tryna get a chance