Letra

I'm just trying to find you But I can't lie I love them girls from that 305, 305, 305, 305 Love them girls from that 305, 305 I'm just trying to find you I done seen some pretty ones that came from the North I done seen some gorgeous ones that came from the West I done seen some bad ones that came from the East But I can't lie I love them girls from that 305, 305, 305, 305 Love them girls from that 305, 305 Cute, fine, and clean (Woo!), that'll get ya raw Pound ya from the back, that'll get ya off You gotta snapper, Baby, you good, don't care about your flaws If I ask you to turn up in the car, please don't tell me naw Ain't no peons on this end, I love your expensive taste Love how you rock that little black dress with nothing else underneath If I had to explain you in one word, it would be everything They ever ask me about your goods, I'll tell them off the chain You ain't a dime or a quarter, you badder than that You ain't a flag or a faker, you realer than that Love to see them sun rays hittin' you off the beach That pretty skin and your hair (Woo!) It do something to me I'm just trying to find you But I can't lie I love them girls from that 305, 305, 305, 305 Love them girls from that 305, 305 I'm just trying to find you I done seen some pretty ones that came from the North I done seen some gorgeous ones that came from the West I done seen some bad ones that came from the East But I can't lie I love them girls from that 305, 305, 305, 305 Love them girls from that 305, 305 I still don't mind, nibblin' on me a Georgia Peach Or running down an [?] at the DMV Went to the West Coast and damn it then he come back NYC they got them dimes, about to bottom that Infatuated with your style, love your dress game How you talk and how you grind, that shit everything One to one [?] talking funny, I take one of those I like mine a little ratchet, keep that on the low If I left it in Blue York, would you tell on me? You got that water Get up out ya, can't even smell it on me Shoe game, bag game, your shit on fleek Any club any night, that shit on me I done seen some pretty ones that came from the North I done seen some gorgeous ones that came from the West I done seen some bad ones that came from the East But I can't lie I love them girls from that 305, 305, 305, 305 Love them girls from that 305, 305 Too many bitches, 305, 9 5 4 7 8 sixes Sex on the beach, sand on our feet She speak spanish, all I understand is papi I got an Aventura bitch with an attitude I got her Opa-locka a bitch, you know she a groom I got a south beach bitch with a sun tan She say no matter what she still a LeBron fan The balcony Versace mansion, watch the traffic move I'm watchin' bitches dance with nothin' on but dancin' shoes I got a California girl, they call me all the time I said I'm in the 305, she said boy bye Tunechi!
Writer(s): Algernod Washington, Kristopher Campbell, Leland Clopton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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