Seven - Midwest Girl lyrics

[Intro: XV] Haha. Dedicated to the girls. Well, not all the girls. Haha [Hook: XV] See I've been to New York and I've been to L.A But ain't nothing like a midwest girl, you know that I've been up north and I've been down south But ain't nothing like a midwest girl See see I've been to New York and I've been to L.A But ain't nothing like a midwest girl, you know that I've been up north and I've been down south But ain't nothing like a midwest girl [Verse 1: XV] Give a chick my number she gonna call all night Till she get into the sheets like the bars I write I've been wanting this sh** all my life But now that it has happened I'm like, "It's all alright" But what I really like is a chick that ain't in tights Sweatpants, tees and Nikes, plays X-Box all night Likes to chill out, don't be out acting foolish Midwest girls are the coolest I fool with Girls from all over from Kansas to Minnesota Some girls call it pop, some girls call is soda Either way, if you fit the midwest quota I'mma get her to try to swallow like Jonah "Oh yuck" she said "Oh shucks, I meant That in a good way. I joke, I kid." Sexy a** midwest legs and them heels When you gon' let me Meet them Parents, I've been still/Ben Still [Hook: XV] [Verse 2: Bayno] See, see, see She's fed well, beans and cornbread Hair straight down with her bangs on her forehead A stallion, like she walk on four legs And homegirls a tornado in the bed Find her in the Lou, shopping at the galleria Those heels got her on her toes like a ballerina Ha, and she be at the bar scene weekly A party in the dress, handle business in a three piece Big bright smile, pretty white teeth ? hot blue, denim fitted white tee Cinnamon skin, compliments of Prada Ya, ya gotta thank God for her momma And I gotta give props to her dad For buying her that big a** bed for us to smash Midwest girls be the richest girls So if you got game you can share that cash [Hook: XV]