Craig G - Girl Fever lyrics

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Craig G - Girl Fever lyrics

Girls Yo sweetheart, let me talk to you for just a second Let me say to you somethin real quick, sweetheart ( *car speeding off* ) Yo sweetheart, would you like... Yo, she got a convertable Benz, yo [ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo Craig, you buggin, man Yo, let's make jam, but we're not talkin bout Benz What? Girls Girls? Alright... [ VERSE 1 ] Girls, I like em fat, I like em tall Oh what the hell, I like em all No matter where they are, no matter where they're at Whether they're Spanish (Chinese) white or black Me and girls get along so very well A man needs a woman in this world to excel And there's a whole lot of em, from every city ]From London to France, Japan to Chili God made man, and God made woman To fulfill the needs another man couldn't So if you're a man and got another man to please ya Yo, I'm tellin you, there's nothin like havin girl fever (Girls I love the things they know I love the things they show I love to be where they go Pretty girls I love the things they know I love the things they show I love to be where they go) [ Marley Marl ] Just kick a little somethin for the women [ VERSE 2 ] Women - women, women, women, how come? Every man to you is potrayed as being dumb We're not dumb, we just love being prepared Cause certain women never really treat a guy fair He must have a job, or crazy cash flow Without that a woman's just gonna say no And where that leads you - where you began A place where the only thing wet is your hand Now how could you survive in a world like that? Never havin girls cause your pockets ain't fat So if you got a girl like that, money, leave her It's easy to survive when you're in girl fever (Girls I love the things they know I love the things they show I love to be where they go Pretty girls I love the things they know I love the things they show I love to be where they go) Yo Check it out Since we're here on this mic, right? [ Marley Marl ] Yeah? I want you do me a favor, man Yo, what's up? See them turntables over there? Them two turntables over there? Them turntables right there I want you to over to them turntables, right? You know what I want you to do? What you want me to do? Yo Make the girls swing, Marley [ Marley cutting up ] (Yes y'all) (Yes yes y'all) (I got to get to know your name) [ girl ] There we go Another brother dissin us girls outright Bring it on Get out of my space Get out of my space Cause I'm gonna - Get out of my space Yo Craig, stop playin with me [ VERSE 3 ] Fellas, while all the girls appreciate it Everything with women can't be s**-related So if your friend has a man that's always up on her Tell her that's not what she needs in her corner She needs a man that loves her for a whole lot of reasons Not just to have you for his personal skeezings You gotta take a stand and learn to say somethin Cause if you don't, you're gonna wind up with nothin Or maybe a baby that never knew his father Cause he ran off with a lady and he lives in Nevada Go for warnin signs before he says: see ya Or you be stuck with a child in the midst of girl fever (Girls I love the things they know) Word (I love the things they show) Love the things they show (I got to be where they go) Gotta be where they go (Pretty girls I love the things they know) Love the things they know (I love the things they show) Love the things they show (I love to be where they go) But yo Think how the relationships go Ha-ha-ha Yo This is to all the girls all around the world But we're just going by the diamonds, they can keep them pearls (Girl fe- Girl fever) (Yes yes y'all) You know why? Girl, I got to get to know them all I like the girls, ah-ha I like the girls, yo, yo I like the girls And yes, I like the girls, ah-ha I like the girls, yup-yup I like the girls, yup-yup I like, I like, I like, I like, I like the girls Ah-ha, I like the girls, yup-yup A lotta girls, ah-ha I like the girls I like the girls I like the girls, oh yeah I like the girls, ah-ha I like the girls with the perms in their hair, not the ones with Jherri Curls Peace (They're on the jock)