[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Lloyd Banks]
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Youse a hood rat
I just want you to know
You get no dough
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I walk by, captured her sight, it had to been the ice
Brown skin, eyes fluttered like Russell Simmon's wife
Now I'm thinking 'bout busting in her twice
Brown color, corn bread, best customer in sight, aight
Her body tight, too tough not to look
Louis Vutton shoes, getting cuffed, [?] a book
Smiled up the room, a Colgate grin
Spurs throwback hat with the oak grey timbs
Big cup full of Hennessy, nah, that bitch ain't my girl, just whenever I'm around she pretend to be
Look, I don't dance much (No)
I'm in the club with the toast
If you're wondering why I'm pullin' my pants up
My nympho lives on the edge and watches the WNBA
Wears braids and headbands, she cute plus her brain's sick
And she don't flip when I look at another chick
Cause she's looking at the same bitch
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Youse a hood rat
I just want you to know
You get no dough
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I walk by, captured her sight, it had to been the ice
Brown skin, eyes fluttered like Russell Simmon's wife
Now I'm thinking 'bout busting in her twice
Brown color, corn bread, best customer in sight, aight
Her body tight, too tough not to look
Louis Vutton shoes, getting cuffed, [?] a book
Smiled up the room, a Colgate grin
Spurs throwback hat with the oak grey timbs
Big cup full of Hennessy, nah, that bitch ain't my girl, just whenever I'm around she pretend to be
Look, I don't dance much (No)
I'm in the club with the toast
If you're wondering why I'm pullin' my pants up
My nympho lives on the edge and watches the WNBA
Wears braids and headbands, she cute plus her brain's sick
And she don't flip when I look at another chick
Cause she's looking at the same bitch
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