I Like That Girl lyrics

by

Paul Wall


(*talking*)
Yeah playa sh*t, I like all kind of girls mayn
I like em Black, White, Asian, Chinese
I like a freak though

[H.A.W.K.]
I need a freak b*tch, that'll skeet what you eat b*tch
A freak b*tch, that I don't have to teach sh*t
I take em Black, Latin or Asian
Brazilian, Malaysian, and even Caucasian
I like em young, with they hormones raging
That don't mind they girlfriends, participating
I like a girl, with a nice round ass
A little pizazz, a freak but she got some class
I like a girl, that's slim and petite
Them girls is freaks, plus them girls wombs are deep
They sucking meat, then they swallow your skeet
Have you fiending for that ass, like a dog in heat
He'll repeat, Big H.A.W.K. lives by this
And I don't f*ck with n*ggas, cause I f*ck's a b*tch
I hate to admit, I love me a down ass chick
And wait, till you see my di*k

[Hook: Scooby]
Holla at a n*gga, when you see me in the streets b*tch
Ain't no secret, I need me a freak b*tch
You wanna roll, we could hop up in the sheets quick
She in the car, trying to let a n*gga see sh*t
(I like that girl, I like that girl
I like that girl, I like that girl
I like that girl, I like that girl
I like that girl, I like that kind of girl)
[Lil' O]
Yeah I like em pretty face, skinny waist
With a booty so big, it'll sit in place
So when she walk man, it wiggle
When I hit it from the back, her cheeks start to jiggle
Homie don't f*ck her, she just fall out and giggle
Cause she gon off the dro, and she just popped a skittle
Plus she be dripping, way mo' than a little
When it go...when I jump in the middle, whoa
Fat Rat Wit Da Cheese, I'm off the rockers
Better ask somebody, how I f*ck these boppers
Got em in the room, riding di*k all topless
Yelling out Lil' O, please don't stop this
Rub me out, beat it up
Let it rain on me, when you skeet a nut
She a rich bad b*tch, she don't need your bucks
She just like it when a real G, squeeze her butt straight up

[Hook]

[Mike D]
I use to tell em all, if you ain't sucking I ain't f*cking
Now I tell em all, if you menage it ain't nothing
Better ask your girlfriend, how Corleone get down
I'm some'ing like a pimp, when I lay my lick down
Make your backbone quiver, I hop up in ya
Shots of that liquor, got you lawed by your liver now
Run tell your friends, how a real n*gga did ya
Let you bust three, blame the referee and blow the whistle
They say nobody knows, where the nose goes
When the do's close, that's why I ain't loving you hoes
A n*gga singing now, so I change em like clothes
Unless you like chicks, f*ck with you hoe
Ain't no fun, if your homie can't have none
H.A.W.K. threw the b*tch on one, now it's on brah
[Hook - 2x]
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