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[Chorus: x2] This for my girlfriend This is for my This is for my girlfriend [x2] This is for my B.F.F - girlfriend 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 doin breezy 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 SongtexteNo soda, where your owner? Get your license back Hoe [Chorus] 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 stop benting 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 could have the light blue Brand new Range Rover that was for her b-day I just auctioned off some shit You could get it on e-bay Anyway we VIP, we don't even need ID Put em in the ICU If they don't bring the ICE Get them bottles of Rose Or Long Island icey tea Put my bracelet in the mirror I see me icey me, get it? [Chorus] Excuse me There's way too many groupies Why don't you just 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 model (Thanks to RedBarbie for correcting these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania