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D-girl
Artysta: Valentine
Intro:]
Subliminal!
Naw`m talkin` bout
It`s going down!
Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones)
Brooke Valentine (Brooke Valentine)
Naw`m talkin` bout
[Pimp C Rap:]
My car candy coated, never voted
At the age seventeen
To the game I was quoted
Got a whole foreign tree in my flyest spur
My neck froze, and fire
Worth my coat and shoes mink fur
Y`all niggas ain`t no pitbulls, you curred out
I`m Sweet Jones bitch and
You ain`t what this shit about
About is Pimp C and the princess of the south
Chunkin it up for that Texas
Lettin `em see them blades chop
[Verse 1:]
I got a dude he`s the flyest in these streets
Down on the corner got the block full of heat
Lookin` for a girl that don`t run her mouth
She ain`t a hoe all over town
He can call me baby, he can call me his boo
But he call me D-girl, cuz I got that oooh
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin`
When they hear the D-girl comin`
[Hook:]
Oh they can`t control it `trol it `trol it
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl that`s why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl got `em like dope fiends
[Verse 2:]
I got that ice cream that`s what they say
Got them boys runnin` to they yard for me
I drive `em wild, make `em crazy
Got `em sprung, want me to be they baby (Mama)
But I keep him satisfied
Mess with his bottom chick and yeah he`s down to ride
[Pre-Hook:]
Damn the fiends start runnin`
When they hear the D-girl comin`
[Hook:]
Oh they can`t control it `trol it `trol it
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl that`s why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl got `em like dope fiends
[Bridge:]
I know you want some of what I can serve
They keep comin` back
Cuz my block is so hot
[Pimp C Rap:]
I make my records for them boys
With the golds in they mouth
The thugs on parole with them
O`s in they house
The niggas with the heart
In the glassy, glassy soft
Spent my last fifteen years representin` for the south
I`m a OG rock balla, twenty chop crawla
Young girl bout to choose a pimp
Man ain`t no need to stall her
I wish that all on I-10, put my life on the line
Now young Pimp is goin`
Platinum with miss Brooke Valentine
[Breakdown:]
I know what you really want from me
I know what you really think y`all need
You already know who I be
The D-girl betta know this V.P.
[Hook:]
Oh they can`t control it `trol it `trol it
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl that`s why they on me
I got these fiends yeah they runnin, runnin, runnin
I got the game and they want it, want it, want it
So why you askin (Who Dat`) Who I be
I be that D-girl got `em like dope fiends
I know you want some
They keep comin` back
Dope girl, Dope girl
(Subliminal!)
Dope girl, Dope girl
Dope girl, Dope girl
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