Young L - My Girl Gotta Girl Too lyrics

[Hook] Gimme girl, tell me do you like that? Who's she? My girl gotta girl too Ok, you know my girls got girls too Come to the back, Imma show you how the Pack do Gimme girl, tell me do you like that? Who's she? My girl gotta girl too Ok, you know my girls got girls too Come to the back, Imma show you how the Pack do [Verse 1: Young L] Ok, here's what I do do Broadcast, castbroads, I'm a cool dude See I got fans, all I got is cool shoes Spit fire like a n***a named Mushu Old school Motorola without the bluetooth Pack down, phone booth, s** on your own move Let me get a young s**y Annie In the rain with the scrape thing, hydroplane And girls, I like my Asians Bright skin, light skin, I love my Dominicans Damn right bopper, on the track, Imma rip again B-slap, give me racks, home I hit again Please the next time you see [?] again Pay attention to the way the eyes glistenin' In the bay, play the game real shady Club see more signs that I-80 [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Uno] Gon' 'chea girl, yeah freak a noodle Two slang words, come kickaboodle It's pay day like nuts and caramel Gimme that, pitty pat with the pearl On the dance floor, I move like lambo Ice cream scoop, 3 scoops then gone Tastes like chocolate, matter-of-fact Rocky No h*mo, I don't eat it I beat it I'm a boss, you can tell by the swaggey And my chick, she like what I like She bop more fun for me She attach more hoes to the VIP then We drink, we sip, we party Lime lights, strobe lights like diamonds f** Prince, man I run this sh** Now I can tell a girl this and she won't even trip [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil B] Ask the ladies, they know how I get down f** with LiL B, have your a** on the sit down, sit down Pretty little b**h up wanna kiss me So high, bet I hit Mars on a frisbee Better learn B, 'cause in cla** I'm history Going dumb, wasn't just me, you a 6th street 86, wanna get green like the Matrix Bang da da dang dang, b**h get a a face lift And parties, arrive in a space ship New phone, new ice, damn I'm impatient High line j**elry, keep it from the basics In a big crib, see the room so spacious 1880, your boy go crazy New pack sh**, get dough, I'm lazy Don't ask me, b**h I'm amazing Heh, yeah b**h I'm amazing [Hook] [Verse 4: Stunna Man] Holla SS but I hit them switches Stunna pull b**hes, hat pull b**hes Work them in the field then I put them on the benches I turn a girl out fast, just one sentence Yeah I'm pimpin', grapes get a liftin' Stones in the ear, same color Bart Simpson I gotta Asian one, I make eat dim sum My b**h look good, make your girlfriend want some Yeah, that's what I'm 'bout I gotta girl, one in North, who gotta girl in the South? So n***a I got two when the lights go out Boppers, boppers, more than one More the boppers, more the fun 2800, yeah I got 'em online Your girlfriend meet mine then your girlfriend mine I'm a Pack boy shorty, [?] on a 40