Talk About A Girl

(Eh-eh, why, what happened?)
 (Okay)
 Okay, okay, I give in
 You got a friend? Then meet me and my man around ten
 You see, I play a too short tape
 Just to let you tricky little girls know I'm not fake
 A little anxious school girl, get comfy
 Dim the lights and unplug the phone 'cause it bugs me
 I'm wearing Timbs' with a 22 at my waist
 Apple juice is cold and I'm in the place
 Sometimes I think about you, you, you
 Sometimes I think about your whole crew
 I got style, so I relax
 Knowing I wanna dive in it, take 20 laps
 Hop in my mom's car and let's take a ride
 Then maybe you will realize
 I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
 I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
 I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
 I know she saw me (I know she saw me)
 I know she saw me (I know she saw me)