Hey Young Girl

Hey Young Girl - LLoyd (羅伊德)

Written by：Lloyd/C. Cole/J Bunton/R. Walters

Hey young girl how you feeling today

Girl yo body just brighten my day up

See you have now been approached by a play

But baby I won't play ya lets have a conversation

Like ix you in school baby

What is your major

Shanty give me yo number

Cruz I'm dying to date ya

Ain't got allot of time so I ain't trying to chase ya

Just store it in the memory of my 3 way pager oh

Adrenaline rush like who

Can't explain what I wanna do to ya

I need some vegetable stew

Cruz shanty got me feeling weak

Hey young girl the world is yours

Hey young girl the world is yours

Young girl young girl

Young girl

Hey young girl the world is yours

Hey young girl the world is yours

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Now rolling wit me

Believe these gulls go hate ya

See they just jealous cue they know imp lace char

Wit nosy clothes

Made sweet as Mary Kay

Made of only straight from Monterrey bay

Girl your hips make me wanna change religions

Just as long as you ain't no pigeon

Shanty we could be country living

F**k tiffed lets keep it deep fried like DAT

Adrenaline rush like who

Can't explain what I wanna do to ya

I need some vegetable stew

Cruz shanty got me feeling weak

Hey young girl the world is yours

Hey young girl the world is yours

Young girl young girl

Young girl young girl

Hey young girl the world is yours

Hey young girl the world is yours

Young girl young girl

Young girl young girl

I know you ain't use to a country boy like me

But what you said would not replace

Shanty you will see

There's no place in the world that's quite like the dirty south

So give me your information so we can work it out

Dirty south

Work it out

Hey young girl

Hey young girl

Young girl young girl

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Hey young girl

Hey young girl

Young girl young girl

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Hey young girl

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See shanty got flavor like a peach lifesaver

Won't you come down to the studio later

Kyle can rhyme keep the beat tight we can chill underneath the street light

She's from the south so she's fine and classy

Skin is smooth and she's never ashy

Roll her do gotcha fresh and clean and in the coupe devilry gangsta leaning

Hey young girl

That's how them country boys roll