Talk About A Girl

(Eh-eh, why, what happened?)
(Okay)

Okay, okay, I give in
You got a friend? Then meet me and my man around ten
You see, I play a too short tape
Just to let you tricky little girls know I'm not fake

A little anxious school girl, get comfy
Dim the lights and unplug the phone 'cause it bugs me
I'm wearing Timbs' with a 22 at my waist
Apple juice is cold and I'm in the place

Sometimes I think about you, you, you
Sometimes I think about your whole crew
I got style, so I relax
Knowing I wanna dive in it, take 20 laps

Hop in my mom's car and let's take a ride
Then maybe you will realize
I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
I know she saw me (I know she saw me)