Goodie Mob - Southern Girl lyrics

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Goodie Mob - Southern Girl lyrics

Pre-Chorus: She's a beautiful bu*terfly I wish I pitch .. if we get by Red hot, feelin' her pa**ing by Sweet little southern girl Oh, I'm in love, yes I am Can I have some of your candy ham .. and I'm thinking man Sweet little southern girl Chorus: Oh, looking at the sun is going down Show me around I'm going down We can be friends and fool around How that sound? Beautiful bu*terfly Wish I pitch car while we get by Red hot, feelin' burb her pa**ing by She's a sweet little southern girl .. the piece rock tock her with the tea Cute little red bones happen on the phone Superstar baby hook in your own way Need your own talk so like pike She from Atlanta I say see you sport It's like this dray wine and still smoke joints Like to .. and she pick fears Like the eat water melon .. Pre-Chorus: She's a beautiful bu*terfly I wish I pitch .. if we get by Red hot, feelin' her pa**ing by Sweet little southern girl Oh, I'm in love, yes I am Can I have some of your candy ham .. and I'm thinking man Sweet little southern girl Chorus: Oh, looking at the sun is going down Show me around I'm going down We can be friends and fool around How that sound? Beautiful bu*terfly Wish I pitch car while we get by Red hot, feelin' burb her pa**ing by She's a sweet little southern girl Oh just to take sooner is better ..sandwich You haven't .. I'll be like goddamn it They comin here 'cause I can handle it You .. happen it? All right, all right You can feel it f*ckin you can drop it on my lilly pat I really wanna do you really bad And that ain't sophisticated and it sure ain't hard The criminal ' in your yard [Pre-Chorus:] [Chorus:] Love that lady, maybe that prestigious Lulu dresses sweet look lady She like hell .. but I don't know Country boy know like they .. Wanna buy the whole thing no lieces And tag your .. so caught my eye [Pre-Chorus:] [Chorus:] What up? Little bu*ter cup I'm feelin' deep in sunshine and can set you up But you see the forest for the trees See the number one with she's But they ain't talking 'bout fast food I f*ck her with the long way I give up my last food One it look seems cook it [Pre-Chorus:] [Chorus:]

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