Ekali - Girls, Girls, Girls lyrics

[Intro] I love girls, girls, girls, girls I [Verse 1] Call this MILF Bart Simpson Been a 10 for over 20 years Too many men up in her ears Making promises then apologies Like 'baby I'm a provider' She realizes they liars But she f**s and fantasizes Like Earth, Wind and Fire I got this pretty little white chick Thought I was a lucky man Thought she was Mexican but It was only fake tan No Lopez but she'll go les Fly brunette in baggy crew necks So many Xs send two texts But trust you're the one And nobody's next There's Sophia from Super Dry Super fine So asinine For me to ask if maybe I Could call her at some time Cause Course she had a man Course she had a man Seen her curly hair, brown skin, round thing No doubt she got a dude with a family plan But [Hook] I had to ask cause Girls, girls, girls I had to ask cause I love girls, girls, girls The amount of ladies with brown eyes That got me hypnotized I had to rap about them all Yo [Verse 2] I got a Spanish chick from the top of Tibidabo Mountain backpacking around in The West of Europe Load the Durex The Barcelona poontang the purest And with Brown Sugar I obsess a bit I'll admit it's getting stalkerish I never met her mother but I know she look like her Like Instagram's our relationship I got a beautiful sister with a fresh weave Chronic leaves all on her sleeves But after blunts she needs munchies End up getting them sloppy fourteenths I been courting, Miss Prestige Curse the curves every time she swerves Cause messing with her will get messy End up jail-housed like Presley There's a cowgirl like Jessie All she wants up in her is a Woody She whips off that hoodie Straight showdown with them goodies But the best girl comes down to one She Bonita Applebum Talk rap for hours so I'm bound to love And we kick back and sip Havana Club [Outro] Girls, girls, girls I'll come scoop you after work Neck and your back hurt But we gone learn the art of chill