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Yeah I hope you're happy finally got a song about you But now I'm gone baby and there's nothing you can do You're outta sight you're outta mind And I ain't got no time No time for hookers I'm looking for a righteous girl No time for hookers I'm looking for a righteous girl No time for hookers I'm looking for a righteous girl Oh damn I see the same girl like every single week Something in between 5'2" and 6'3" Fine little thing just strutting down the street Like there go breeze Texting her friend like omg Girl I heart shopping tease a man with money Now we're heart stopping Dolce and Gobana heart throbbin' She fucked him in to lee talking bout we meant to be Cuz I'm a show stopper and she's a pro shopper Sees a little gold and then she goes copper But she bad she bad she know she bad From the shoes to the bags She only like me cuz I rap But she the type of girl that with no cash would probably go away So if I cheat It'd probably be okay Cuz she ain't even like me but she loving that BFA And if we breaking up she fucking DFK okay yeah yeah girl you bad You got that, that ass But I really need something that come off on class I'm talking righteous girl Straight down to the root Like is she digging me or just the songs I do? And see it happen like that The groupies all on my johns I never knew I'd get blown off making some songs My momma tell me to chill That this shit ain't real And I can only trust a chick that I can actually feel So cut the bullshit ma is them breasts real? I got trust issues I need Dr. Phil I'm looking for a girl to calm a while Or maybe she could bring my head down from the clouds But when that girl comes knocking Them boys start flockin' And frankly I come up hear the end of her options It's nothing to me See I don't play that game I'm looking for the good girls Finding the same damn thing |