Quez of Travis Porter - College Girl lyrics

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame x2] I was told if you hustle It'll pay off Real n***a can't go soft Shining hard with the lights off Grades high and she drop it low Bad as hell and she f** slow Our connection on a different level She educated in ghetto (Oooo) [Bridge: Waka Flocka Flame] I be doggin' em, I be doggin' em Make you feel like a star Start recording em' Bands I got that, always poppin em' (Flex) Put a fund in and now these n***as watching him (Well you know) [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Feel like paradise when I'm in the O Wanting moe tryin to hide my feelings but its visible Drunk as hell on pink moe Man I had a show in Chicago Fast as hell but she f** slow Bad as hell but she f** slow She get money don't need a pole She a secret type, don't let you know Her body language so s**ual Like a beach show when she walk by Leave close eye, corner man no boat tight This kind of girl got my nose open All I want she let the sheets soaking, wet We stay down grinding hard for this chick You know I was born to flex [Hook x2] [Bridge] [Verse 2: Quez] Okay shawty educated, but lil mama from the hood And she got a good job, man lets get that understood She got a beamer with some rims, She fell in love with him But she come to my crib And I get that girl on film She get high, her grades high Drop it low and she out the door Not because she got to go We low on rubbers, she got some more She came back, she hit the weed We f**ed twice, then hit the three Them big tits, them double D's Man smart girls, cause big is freeze [Hook x2] [Bridge]