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[Intro:] Girls... Love the things they know Love the things they show Have to be where they go Pretty girls... the sunshine in the hair Perfume in the air... girls are everywhere [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Pretty girl, pretty girl, let that lady crowd follow I know you got a man, but your body I can borrow And baby girl a model, I'm callin her tomorrow And we driving from VA to DC up in my Gelato Make it clap, it's your time at the Apollo Paper planes, so my brain stay on auto Shorty's mind right so she study Aristotle Leonardo DaVinci, you's a perfect Picasso Shorty what you say? I'm looking for a plus size model Leaving this club, 'bout to have a [?] Cause I can, I can give you what you need Photo shoot with me Pretty girls... Smile so beautiful From your hands to your cuticles So what you waitin on? You the bad chick they hatin on You're the only one I'm takin home [Chorus:] Letras de cancionesPretty Girls, I ask em do they smoke? Ask em what do they know? Ask em can we go? Pretty girls... Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere Girls are everywhere [Verse 2: Wale] A lime to a lemon... I got 'em all in it I like 'em all shades, all races, all figures Dig it... you know I got a plethora of women But I'm try'na find a sister with the measurements of Nikki Yea, she don't even gotta ask much She my little dancer, she don't need a fafsa Brain so good, messed around and got a bachelor Call me Tiger Woods, I'll be back for my masterszzz The pretty girls make it happen All the ugly girls, why the hell is y'all clappin? Velcro love for the night, no strings Let me see you twitter shorty, I can make you stream Cool beans, I be out the college She play her red and white shorty lemme see your diamonds Lemme just remind ya, I cannot help I gotta pink and green girl... she don't even fly Delta [Chorus] [Verse 3: Fabolous] You see I be more fly than b.w.I. To all the pretty girls, just be clubbin with I Last night I had so much free bubbly that I... Let one suck me and she caught a d.w.I. Say ahhh... found out she a swallower Twitter name, miss brain, you might wanna follow her Met her out in D.C. homecoming, Howard U. Told her I'm the sickest nigga 'round and "How are you? " My name Loso in case you didn't know so They say I'm on some bull shit... call it Derek Rose mode If you put it that way, okay, I suppose so We ballin over here. Welcome to the Rose Bowl Just got the new Penny's, they look rose gold Like a hooker in the winter... them hoes cold Pretty girls raise ya hand and let me see ya Style keep shittin on em, call it flyarrhea... illlll [Chorus] From Letras Mania