Dwele - Travelin' Girl lyrics

Dude from the South) Yo, wha**up dawg? Yo, ain't you Dwele, man? Man, you got a nice lil' girl right there witcha, too. She hot, man. Where y'all from, you from Detroit? Heard that man, yo, welcome to the South dawg. Them, yo, man them fronts, ain't hittin' on nothin tho dawg You gotta get some diamonds in ya mouth man I'ma take you over here to mah mans an'nem. Yeah, he'll hook you up, dawg...real good nah'mean? (Verse 1) Detroit...Lady I know you goin' crazy Everyday to the movies Friday's to Ruby Tuesday's When was the last time You left the city and moved around Cleveland and Chi-town, they don't count I'm talkin' 'bout flyin' More than a hour flight Shoney's, Waffle House delight You need some highway in ya life But don't bring no (purse?) Cop that when you get there...oooooooh (Chorus) We can go...dirt down South We can get Bro's gold fronts for our mouth Temporaries...just for the week Let's see the world Hop in my...Chrysler 300 Throw some longhorns...on the front bumper Just for the week...let's see the world My travelin' girl (Verse 2) So, you think you will travel (ooh) You seen the states, and, see the places You ate the food, seen many faces But you ain't seen it all You ain't never walked into A store to find yo' dollar ain't sh** Find depression thru pounds and pence And baby, that's my word And...you ain't never stepped into The street to look for traffic to find... ...it's not in front of you, it's behind You move just in time to catch the bird...flip You'll find out when you get there...ohhhh (Chorus 2) We can go...to London Bring your umbrella, it's probably rainin' No sunshine, but no complainin' 'cause we seein' the world (fly with me) Picadilly Square...to Camden Jazz cafe...walk right in Catch a free show, 'fore we see the world My travelin' girl (Bridge) First first stop Paris, France like a supastar Hop hop on the stage make 'em (*something in French*) Next next stop, Primo Concierto Italia Bella bella, hold me down, I call 'em my frittalia Third third stop Germany, come backstage Bored in this hotel, might not (???) All all these places my lady I been before But I ain't never been to Monaco, so... (Chorus 3) We can go...to Monaco No yacht, but, we can rent a boat With the paddles, but we could roll slow And see the world Make love ripples...by the boat drift Drink champipple...the semi-cheap sh** Just for the week, let's see the world My travelin' girl And, we can go...straight to the moon Close your eyes and...let's make it true Don't need no...astrosuit To leave this world...and We won't need...no spaceship Just some oils...and a tight grip For lift off...and we heaven sent My travelin' girl