Mistah Fab Feat. Too Short, E-40 & Dolla Will | RnBXclusive.com I want your girl Lyrics

I want yo' girl, she's so d___ fine
She's s__ier and looks way better than mine
I want yo' girl, she wants me too
And if you don't, let her go, I'll take her from you

[Too $hort]
Watchin that a__ made me lose my breath
She can leave with me, go cruise in my whip
Take her clothes off and do her like hell
If I don't take your girl, who would I get?
Nutted in her mouth and it looked like Crest
I said here, brush your teeth with this
And now she's soakin wet, what's next?
Me and yo' girl havin s__
I told her she could get it
She told me she was wit it
She know I want to hit it
Come back braggin, tell the homies I did it
I wish I could
Bang in the p____ like it's my hood
I'm strapped for the driveby
Turn her out with this "Up All Nite" life

[Chorus]

[E-40]
The grind is a terrible thang to waste
Try not to catch me a case, quarters dimes nickels and eighths
Parked in my lark at 3 A.M. in the dark
Gettin my d___ sucked, but here come the NARC
Ooooh, tellin me to depart
Went to school with the n____, the n____ used to be a mark
See me on the Lowenhart's skippin and skatin
Burnin Pirelli meat, gassin and brakin
Strikin through the trap with my beanie cap
With a throwaway 9 and some D in the back
E'ryday livin livin life as a savage
Fistfights and gun battles cause it come with the package
Well above average, mack game impeccable
Don't blame me if ya broad wanna get s__ual
She got her legs on a player shoulder
Back bent like she doin yoga

[Chorus - minus half of first line]

[Dolla Will]
Dolla - she ain't never seen a hustler like this
15 karats on the right wrist
And ain't no tellin what's on the other hand
I'm like T.I., I keep a "Rubberband"
I'm eatin, them n____z is fastin
I f___ off a rack on a pair of Fendi glasses
It ain't nuttin cause I'm Dolla Will
I keep a b____ lookin like she from Brazil
Some n____z try but it's in me
If that's the kush she slip then I'ma knock {?}
I'm in the club, found one that's friendly
She say she with her man but tryin to come with me

[Chorus]

[Mr. F.A.B.]
BEEP BEEP~! IT'S MEEE
The yellow bus rider, Mr. F.A.B.
I'm the, dumbest of dummies that do it but with thizz
Let me borrow your broad, let me borrow your b____
Give it here, pimpin I'll give her back
Leave her used, bruised, confused front to the back
"Beat It" like Mike Jack, I bet you won't like that
She lead them right back, man where yo' wife at?
Uhh, I like the way that she lookin
I don't care if she stolen wifed or tooken
I ain't trippin, I'ma take her down
Got the game from my dad and Gangsta Brown
I mean, I thought, I'm still thinkin
Hop in my scraper, what you smoke what you drinkin?
Do me cause I'ma sho' do you
What it dookie, yadda daa boo boo

[Outro: Too $hort]
I want yo' girl, she's so d___ fine
She's s__ier and looks way better than mine

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