Fredo - Girls lyrics

[Fredo - Girls lyrics]

I love girls
But, you know money comes before beatin'
(Beatin') i chase a heart
Guess I'm the one that caught feelings
Nah, she ain't leavin'
Even when I'm caught cheatin'
My temper's real short
But the house got tall ceilings
(Tall ceilings)
I drop thirty on my underfloor heatin'
But way before the house
I had the underfloor heatin' (That heatin')
Fans goin' crazy, mothers all grievin'
Girls say I'm a dog, but none are all leavin'

Yes, I'm back with a bang
(Bang) , yes, I'm back with thе fam'
I was playin' at the start
But now I'm back with a plan (Plan)
Man, these girls so bad
Thеy comin' back with the fam'
And a week later, she's on the 'Gram
Ba back with her man
You know how many twenty shots
I wrapped up in Dams?
I don't know how I got rich
I was trapped in the can (Trapped)
Now my stores down in Italy, I trap in Milan
Got little dots with half a box
And always trapped in a can
I got a house for my daughter
A house for my bro (Bro)
A house I only go to, a house for the hoes
(Hoes) i get a bound on these roads
Chop an ounce into stones
So before my grills
Fred had a mouth full of stones (I did)
I'm a hustler, baby
(Baby) , the customers pay me (Pay me)
These brothers too wavey
Your brothers fugazi 'Bout to get the black
Lamb', told them brothers, "Bruce Wayne me"
It's just another new day
And another new lady

I love girls
But, you know money comes before beatin'
(Beatin') i chase a heart
Guess I'm the one that caught feelings
Nah, she ain't leavin'
Even when I'm caught cheatin'
My temper's real short
But the house got tall ceilings
(Tall ceilings)
I drop thirty on my underfloor heatin'
But way before the house
I had the underfloor heatin' (That heatin')
Fans goin' crazy, mothers all grievin'
Girls say I'm a dog, but none are all leavin'

Come and listen to a don
(Don) , I was grippin' on this song (Song)
Them boys ain't got no bodies
But love listenin' to Von (Haha)
My nine sexy like I put my pistols in a thong
I don't reply, but once a nigga disses
Then it's on
And rap's easy, fam, the dope scene is harder
Real niggas don't need a father
Just don't think and charge it
Girls say I'm the GOAT
But, you know you won't see 'em after
(You won't)
I'm really like the ghost dressed
In Dolce & Gabbana
On the roads with my llama
Bae, I don't need the drama (Drama)
Got a phone and a charger
'Bout to go so harder i need the key
No, I'm certainly a G (Certainly)
Every bullet that them niggas caught
Was courtesy of me
I got them jealous of the drip
(Drip) , got them jealous on my chick (Chick)
Got them jealous of my drillers
Got them jealous on my whip (Whip)
But, I keep somethin' for niggas
Gettin' jealous on my hip (I do)
All I really know is that I'm never
Ever gonna quit

I love girls
But, you know money comes before beatin'
(Beatin') i chase a heart
Guess I'm the one that caught feelings
Nah, she ain't leavin'
Even when I'm caught cheatin'
My temper's real short
But the house got tall ceilings
(Tall ceilings)
I drop thirty on my underfloor heatin'
But way before the house
I had the underfloor heatin' (That heatin')
Fans goin' crazy, mothers all grievin'
Girls say I'm a dog, but none are all leavin'

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