Baby girl, baby girl She cute, she fine, she ***y, she's mine Good heart, real smart, got her head on right All good from the hood, stay together, we could blow up like dynamite Baby girl on the block, keep the bank on lock And oh my, she's so tight, baby girl Models can listen if they want, it's for the hood Come on girl, get with me, let's see the city You can stop out, let me see them tiggo bitch We can stay in the city, let me play with the kitty Never been a minute man, all day with the kitty Why you think chicks pray to get with me? Enough of that One of the roughest max chicks, cuff my gas, bust my gas Hustle my crack, never juggle my crack Don't trust a mother***er, what's ***in' with that? I'm that ill-ass, trill-ass, real-ass nigga Get mills fast nigga, built the last nigga It's just me and my chicks, give them my wealth They from a hood near, you ain't gotta give them no trips They don't give me no lip unless they spoke to the dick Keep it ridin', die cheap, they like to smoke a spliff Put it all in the ass, smoke dro to get I'm drinkin' H2O, I get you more, we dressin' She cute, she fine, she ***y, she's mine Good heart, real smart, got her head on right All good from the hood, stay together, we could blow up like dynamite Girl on the block, keep her flank on lock And oh my, she's so tight, they ain't gon' get her And I guess we'll blow up like dynamite I'm a sucker for them ghetto women, but I don't love them I just love to *** them, no, I don't trust them You lookin' at a hustler, baby, that's the reason Why you always see me in that new Mercedes When she look at my face, she think I'm a baby But she notice my papes and love how I made it It was made to spin, don't help me save it Mockin' three of your friends, let's jump off crazy We can hit L.A. on a private jet Go to the limetops for some private *** I'ma smoke some haze, you can pop some X Just think about tonight and forget the next Girl, you know how CMY do Ain't no love, boo, just for our crew Sorry, mommy, that's just how thugs do Some chicks on their way, so it's time to lose you She cute, she fine, she ***y, she's mine Good heart, real smart, got her head on right Oh, when I'm with a hustler, we could blow up like dynamite Oh, my, she's so tight, yeah We could blow up like dynamite I think I want you on my team Baby girl, let me see you dance Boy, God, he wanna see you dance Baby girl, don't you wanna ride with me Tonight you gotta leave your man Baby girl, he gotta understand I love them girls that'll hold their work And put their money in their bra and not their purse Give me a brain in the car without sayin' a word While I ride through the hood gettin' high as a bird She don't even get mad when I don't answer my phone She just like the brag that she been in my home Love to bounce that ass when she put on the thong Baby girl so street, I can't leave her alone I like Keisha and Tasha with they summer weaves Lisa sittin' on the porch eatin' sunflower seeds Here I come flossin' a Porsche at top speed Of course I get em' whistlers while they stay on they knees I leave with no voice, only harmony when they hum on me Big N-U-T's, yes, they into G's, cause they into me No wonder my girls, why they envy me She cute, she fine, she ***y, she's mine Good heart, real smart, got her head on right My baby girl Stay together, we could blow up like dynamite My baby girl My girl She's so tight My baby girl I think we could blow up like dynamite Keep that song repeatin' in the hood That's for the ladies right here Yeah, yeah Well that's Joe, Craig Green, where the meat eaters at? Yeah, yeah Baby girl Baby girl