Ghostface Killah

Not Your Average Girl
(feat. Shareefa) [Intro: Shareefa] Whoa... oh, whoa... Shareefa... oh [Ghostface Killah] From the blocking, to the dropping I need a girl that's stacking and popping When I come in late, she's not clocking Not in the crib, throwing 'round pots and Nice girl, that's clean, that was raised to cook Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book Biting on a pen, thin glasses on French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill Do you got what it take for you to fit in my wheel? Would you bust that steel if, niggas came to kill me Protect that safe, baby, dag, that's filthy Whoa, somebody let her know up in here He like Papa Smurf, I'm like Papa Bear I'm just looking for a queen, so I can rock her ear Tell her P. Tone in here, I got her locked this year [Chorus: Shareefa] I'm not your average girl Letras de cancionesI be your Bonnie right beside you No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah I'm not your average girl See me without you is unlikely Them other bitches they night like me, oh, wow [Ghostface Killah] You can have keys to the boat, money follow me I got the cheese and the yolk, plus the juice That's fresh squeeze with the pulp, mama got a big butt Tiffany chain, the stones freeze in the throat Love to hold my hand, stepping off planes from D.R. Luggage with a big black tan Whatcha gonna do? You or him, me or you? Fucking with him, you look mad pitiful Boo, I'm not the type that be slobbing down hoochies Looking at these hoes, eyes low like Droopy Tugging on my jacket til the lights come on We run trains on them bitches, never ice they arm That's a no-no, chicken heads looking for a come up In the club, 'oh my God', now they wanna run up Nagging til the sun up, shut up, I'm not a double-up, boo Go get your feet done, your toes, cuz they knuckles up [Chorus] [Hook: Shareefa] Baby, baby, don't waste your towel Looking any further cuz the girl is ours Holds it down for you, any place, any time You already know, I'm the one, yeah, I'm that Fly girl, rider, just say the word Anything pop off, it's us against the world Such a hood girl, with that dirty loving that'll make your toes curl [Ghostface Killah] Yo, relax and chill, analyze the story Love, your boy Tone got mass appeal All them other little players ain't as half as real They just wanna get up in you like Mass & Gill But me, I need a wisdom, play it like wifey Well mannered, understand the kid and not bite me All my real ladies, put your hands up Holla at your boy, if you ain't a groupie, right now, stand up [Chorus 2X] From Letras Mania