"I guess you will say Ooh, "What can make me feel this way?" It's my girl, my girl, my girl" Hahahahah Godddddd Damnnnn You can't be serious, man Don't call my motherf*cking phone over no b*tch, man Man, I-I think Imma f*ck around and get killed by one of these n*ggas Pussy is some serious sh*t, man N*gga ready to murder over that sh*t Hahaaaa That girl ain't your girlfriend She does the same things to me It's plain to see That she ain't who she claims to be But you can keep trusting her, 'cause I'm just f*ckin' her That girl ain't your girlfriend, n*gga That girl ain't your girlfriend, n*gga That girl ain't your girl N*gga, you should see the way she smiles at me I ain't never been a trick So I don't offer her much Most of these bad b*tches won't walk with a crutch And they dyin' to get out of New York in a rush You got big dreams you just talking too much so hush Let's hop in the truck and swing an ep' After this You