Chorus: This for my girlfriend This is for my - This is for my girlfriend (x2) This is for my B. F. F - girlfriend (Repeat x2)
Ayo where my bff? Where my playboy bunny? Where that nigga Hugh Heff When we pull up at the light Why everything else get left? Why they screwin up they face? Why they lookin a hot mess? Why they be like no they didn't Them bitches is always shittin My clock be tick tick tick tickin Them chickens is finger lickin And that's why we do em greasy Stuntin that Louie Veezy We straight with all the perm and you bitches is stupid peezy Would you like some rice with that? We get alotta cheese no mice with that? I mean I want some ice with that No soda, where your owner? Get your license at Hoe
That's my girlfriend, g-g-g-girlfriend Don't forget the brush, blowdryer and the curlin Aye and that's my girlfriend Tell them hoes stoppington They know they want everything that we be coppington Wherever I slide thru I gotta go buy two If I get it in the pink I get her the light blue Brand new Range Rover that was for her bday I just auctioned off some shit You could get it on e-bay Anyway we vip, we don't even need I'd Put em in the icu If they don't bring the ice Get them bottles of Rose One Long Island ice-ee tea Put my bracelet in the mirror I see me icing me, get it?
Scuse me There way too many groupies Why don't you jsut sit back or dance Sorry we don't chit chat with fans We came in the Diablo Or was a Galardo We got the top down doors that Murcielago Lp460 bitches that's the motto