Goddamn Girl

Title: “Goddamn Girl”

 

(Hook)

Goddamn girl, you fine as fuck,

Lookin’ like a bag of money, no need for luck,

Ass so fat, make a broke man stunt,

Swear to God, lil’ mama, you the whole damn lunch.

 

(Verse 1)

Bad bitch alert, yeah, she walk like a boss,

Every dude in the room gettin’ ready to floss,

Skin so soft, got that glow in the dark,

And that smile? Shit, girl, you leavin’ your mark.

 

Body like a sin, face like a prayer,

Ass sittin’ heavy like a goddamn chair,

She don’t even try, still shittin’ on ’em hoes,

Whole outfit poppin’, from her head to her toes.

 

(Pre-Hook)

Booty bouncin’ like she paid for the rights,

Makin’ motherfuckers pray just to stay in her sights,

Talk sweet, look mean, got that dangerous spice,

Bet a lame tryna holla couldn’t name the price.

 

(Hook)

Goddamn girl, you fine as fuck,

Lookin’ like a bag of money, no need for luck,

Ass so fat, make a broke man stunt,

Swear to God, lil’ mama, you the whole damn lunch.

 

(Verse 2)

She thick like syrup, stick like glue,

Everywhere she go, got a mothafucka view,

Talkin’ “Damn, who’s that?” when she step in the scene,

Long hair, long legs, attitude mean.

 

Pussy probably gold the way she got ‘em obsessed,

Lame niggas fall quick, she ain’t impressed,

Rolls her eyes, sips her drink, middle finger up,

“Bitch, I ain’t your dream, I’m your nightmare, bruh.”

 

(Bridge)

She don’t need no man, she the whole damn plan,

Bank account stackin’, diamond on her hand,

If you lucky just to touch her, better thank yo’ stars,

‘Cause a goddess like that don’t settle for bars.

 

(Hook)

Goddamn girl, you fine as fuck,

Lookin’ like a bag of money, no need for luck,

Ass so fat, make a broke man stunt,

Swear to God, lil’ mama, you the whole damn lunch.

 

(Outro)

Shit, fine as hell, like what the fuck,

Lookin’ like heaven with a bad bitch strut,

Fine, fine, fine, yeah, you fine as fuck,

Goddamn girl, let me test my luck.