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Them Girls

Contributed by Alexa_Bachtel on Tuesday, 20th October 2009 @ 05:00:13 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



[He: What’cha gon’ do, shawty?
She: I’ma give you them lesson
How to treat them girls.
He: Ya think I dunno?
She: We'll see, here we go]

Fancy clothes, fancy cars
Yep, that's exactly, shawty
What I call the style.
Labels from them best designers
Yep, that's what them girls like.
But it's not all what them need,
So let me bring it down.

[He: Yup, shawty do dat, do dat sh*t
She: OK, ya trusted yourself on dat]

Country slang, some care, boy,
It can help ya to get attention,
Maybe, even her inclination,
But it can't help ya to get her.
Yep, she's gon' like a boy like you
Maybe, she even takes ya home with her,
But believe me, she'll kick ya out
At the next day with any doubts.

[He: C’mon girl, show dem]

So make her an offer,
That no one could ever refuse,
Gotta give her all your love
Not just the impetuous night, boy.
That would be enough for one night,
But it can't help ya to win her heart.

Believe me boy, we like them boys
Which got somethin' in their brain
Cos the thing that them got in their pants
Can amaze no girl (if she ain’t hoe)
So what, if he's pretty cute
And he can roll up to chicks
With the bigs like he's livin'
In Taj-Mahal, she just says " You".

[He: Oh, ya da bad chick, shawty
She: Yup, I are]

Find a way to get her into,
Show her that ya got somethin'
That nobody can offer to her,
Be gentle, be patient, boy.
Any girl likes it.
And most thing I should tell ya,
Never, ya heard me, never
Bring her tha heartbreak.

Just make her an offer,
That no one could ever refuse,
Gotta give her all your love
Not just the impetuous night, boy.
That would be enough for one night,
But it can't help ya to win her heart.

We girls can be really fastidious
When we know what we want to get.
And we need love but no cheap bigs,
So if ya got nothin' over that,
Then I'm sorry, boy, but'cha can go on.
Ya heard me, so just go on.

[He: I think, I gotcha, rock it out, girl
She: ya ready, boy? C’mon.]

So make her an offer,
That no one could ever refuse,
Gotta give her all your love
Not Just the impetuous night, boy.
That would be enough for one night,
But it can't help ya to win her heart.

No, no, no, it can't help you,
It cannot help you, boy,
To win her heart (heart)

So make her an offer,
That no one could ever refuse,
Gotta give her all your love
Not Just the impetuous night, boy.
That would be enough for one night,
But it can't help ya to win her heart.

No, no, no, it can't help you,
It cannot help you, boy,
To win her heart (heart)
Heart…




Copyright © Alexa_Bachtel ... [ 2009-10-20 05:00:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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