Rick Ross - White Girl (remix) lyrics

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Rick Ross - White Girl (remix) lyrics

[Hook: Young Jeezy] You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera My j**elry too loud, baby girl I can't hear ya I need about 50 if them bricks is the topic They know we run the streets, man them boys better stop it You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera My j**elry too loud, baby girl I can't hear ya I need about 50 if them bricks is the topic They know we run the streets, man them boys better stop it [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Louis Vuitton doin nothing but wrong The bricks they came from Panama I shipped 16 to Arkansas And sent the rest to Wichita Meet us for the fever then Going down in Cleveland Yeah I put my tax on it, You don't want it leave it then n***as crying bout the drought, cause I'm out doing shows 87-32, n***a I rocks my own clothes I'm riding Murciélago, I parked the Gallardo I got that off white, call it Nelly Furtado [Hook: Young Jeezy] You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera My j**elry too loud, baby girl I can't hear ya I need about 50 if them bricks is the topic They know we run the streets, man them boys better stop it You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera My j**elry too loud, baby girl I can't hear ya I need about 50 if them bricks is the topic They know we run the streets, man them boys better stop it [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] I got that white girl, that Lindsay Lohan And all you gotta do is ask Lindsay Lohan And if you like that blow, then girl I blow mines So come and get this blow, and then you blow mines And then you blow his, and then you blow his I'm fresh out of Christina, but I got that Britney Spears (Ya dig?) I got that white lady, so I'm drivin' Miss Daisy And two grand flat get ya four and a baby [Hook] [Verse 3 - Fabolous] You know I keep that white girl, Lindsay Lohan 17.5 if ya friends of Snowman Bringin' straight cash, for them Benz's no plan And you know these diamond Cartier lenses four grand "Fab, four grand?!" - I ain't stutter man 'Less you hear me bangin' Street Di-di-di-di-dam Get 'em by the hundred, I ain't talkin' bundles either (Nah!) Love that white girl, I got Jungle Fever [Verse 4 - Slick P.] Ok, It's blockanomiks me and fab goin' school ya Order up the set, We gon bring it right to ya Money on my mind like a f**in' brain tumor Play wit the bag the whole Brook comin' to ya (Brooklyn) Rookie of the year cause the play I make Ordered Seven n a half, I tossed em a cool 8 (for real) And even though I'm on the two, I'm still t**n fo' Catch me in the kitchen with that girl, Marilyn Monroe [Hook] [Verse 5 - Blood Raw] I came in the game on some white girl sh** So why should the f** should I change from talkin' white girl sh** (Christina Aguilera) Yeah I love my b**h, You should see her in the water Yea she does her sh** Say the Feds still watchin'? Well I'mma give 'em somethin' Check billboards, Number 1 album in the country The radio ban, the snow video play Guess what, f** n***a - we still talkin' yay [Verse 6 - Rick Ross] We keep that white girl, like to call her Tammie Born in Columbia, she move to Miami Hilary Clinton, she my best friend (Tell 'Em) Even co-signed for that new white Benz Yeah I'm stickin' to tha script, the strippers they could vouch f** ya IQ, cuz ya brain in ya mouth Shoes on the Beamer, n***as call her Trina I back that a** up on the screen, I can see ya [Hook]