Текст песни What the Girls Like (Dimaro Edit Mix) - Smokey , Jaykay

Oh, smokey (feel so good)
Git Fresh
(Thats what them girls like)

Cruising down my joint is playing on her radio, on her radio
She's telling every one, that she'll be chilling backstage at my show,
Letting them all know

That you're the one she likes,
That you're the only one thats treats to right
Tonight she'll dance the time away,
And there's no holding back, no no no holding back

Ay when you take em to da mall
And ya spend alot a money,
Might not answer when she call
But you be there in a hurry,
Thats what them girls like

When yo' jeans match yo' jacket
And yo' bur sits high,
With yo' friends you pretend but
You know that its a lie,
Thats what them girls like

You can have what ever you like you
Just gotta ask you know i got the cash

Fancy things,
I'll have you pushing the Mercedes Benz, chilling with your friends

Even when we fight,
We end up making love all through the night
Tonight she'll dance the time away,
And there's no holding back, no no no holding back

When you take em to da mall
And ya spend alot a money,
Might not answer when she call
But you be there in a hurry,
Thats what them girls like

When yo' jeans match yo' jacket
And yo' bur sits high,
With yo' friends you pretend
But you know that its a lie,
Thats what them girls like

What them dime piece shawty's love,
Pull up to the club see that thangs on dubs,
I know what they like,
I know what its like to sexy girls
To give it to ya come on party all night,
Something about when your spinnin that cash,
Lil mama gone and acting all flash,
All about something and i got it bad,
Tick rella bella i go in my stash,
It never hurt me coz everyday my birthday,
She look thirsty,
Imma let her work me,
I got cake got weight thats perfect,
Im in the hood from Kas City to Jersey,
I know they with it, i seen it,
Girl you can git it,
They wanna get low low low low,
For dough oh oh oh.

When you take em to da mall
And ya spend alot a money,
Might not answer when she call
But you be there in a hurry,
Thats what them girls like

When yo' jeans match yo' jacket
And yo' bur sits high,
With yo' friends you pretend
But you know that its a lie,
Thats what them girls like

Thats what them girls like