hey hey heyhey hey heyyeah heybright lights, big dreamsnice night or so it seemsstroll in the club with her tight fit jeanspraying that she might get seen by a n-gga with a contractwith a sports team or just a n-gga that you figure could afford thingslike more rings for her fingersshe used to f-ck singers but said they too soft, just copped a new loftfor you walk into her crib got to take her shoes offthats only step one your dress is next hunyou say your kid sleep, I don’t want no step sonbut lead the way to your bed room, king size bed so we got leg roomshe give Queen like head so we got head room, my Godthan I work her like its my joba Moses like music to my ears iPodand than I hit the door, cause baby I got to gooh yeah don’t act like you don’t knowI know you’ve been through this beforecheck it, I make the rich bitch begmake the good girl stealmake the old ladies blushmake the young hoes squarefor real, for realGood girl huh, father was a preachersent her off to college thought I got her on a leash thoughfrom the outside though, them girls be the squeakiestyou get ‘em inside them girls be the freakiestmischievous, downright devioussay she want cake I got all the right ingredientsrunning round fronting like a pure white virgingave a n-gga dome while her father gave a SermonAmen, let the choir singshe be walking round campus like the quiet thingso n-ggas scared to approach when they admiringman if they know like I know she got that fire thingpour a little OJ with some P-troneI’m feeling ok, but homie she’s gonewhen remmy Rev called she just ignore himI had her calling on God till the weedand than I hit the door n-ggacause baby I got to gooh yeah don’t act like you don’t knowI know you’ve been through this beforecheck it, I make the rich bitch begmake the good girl stealmake the old ladies blushmake the young hoes squarefor real, for real
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bright lights, big dreams
nice night or so it seems
stroll in the club with her tight fit jeans
praying that she might get seen by a n-gga with a contract
with a sports team or just a n-gga that you figure could afford things
like more rings for her fingers
she used to f-ck singers but said they too soft, just copped a new loft
for you walk into her crib got to take her shoes off
thats only step one your dress is next hun
you say your kid sleep, I don’t want no step son
but lead the way to your bed room, king size bed so we got leg room
she give Queen like head so we got head room, my God
than I work her like its my job
a Moses like music to my ears iPod
and than I hit the door, cause baby I got to go
oh yeah don’t act like you don’t know
I know you’ve been through this before
check it, I make the rich bitch beg
make the good girl steal
make the old ladies blush
make the young hoes square
for real, for real
Good girl huh, father was a preacher
sent her off to college thought I got her on a leash though
from the outside though, them girls be the squeakiest
you get ‘em inside them girls be the freakiest
mischievous, downright devious
say she want cake I got all the right ingredients
running round fronting like a pure white virgin
gave a n-gga dome while her father gave a Sermon
Amen, let the choir sing
she be walking round campus like the quiet thing
so n-ggas scared to approach when they admiring
man if they know like I know she got that fire thing
pour a little OJ with some P-trone
I’m feeling ok, but homie she’s gone
when remmy Rev called she just ignore him
I had her calling on God till the weed
and than I hit the door n-gga
cause baby I got to go
oh yeah don’t act like you don’t know
I know you’ve been through this before
check it, I make the rich bitch beg
make the good girl steal
make the old ladies blush
make the young hoes square
for real, for real
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