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Artiste : Logic
Titre : Aye Girl
Ayy girl, it´s obvious you fine
I just wanna know what´s deep inside your mind, maybe we could
Play girl, I hope you ain´t got no man
If you do I understand, but I´m tryna make plans

That body one of a kind
I´d be lyin´ if I said I wasn´t tryna make you mine
Ayy girl, I could give you my number
You could give me whatever, we´ll have a hell of a time

What up, baby girl? Won´t you come here
I put it on my life I seen you somewhere, where you stay at? I´ll come there, ha
Ain´t no stalking shit, I just wanna talk and shit
Maybe grab a bite then after walk a bit, I just wanna converse
Come on, baby, ain´t no need to disperse
Shorty got that type of beauty that inspired this verse, so wassup?
I´d be lyin´ if I said I didn´t wanna cut, but

It´s deeper then that, getting knee deep in the cat
I´m looking for that ride or die type of women, it´s what ever
I could be your King, you could be my Coretta
Ain´t no better, get you wetter, fuck ´em all
Think outside the box, baby girl, you know I ball
Yes, you know I want it all, so make that shit a double
This is Young Sinatra and I´m rising from the rubble
People never say what´s on their mind, I´m like "Fuck a muzzle"
´Cause I got the feeling you´re the missing piece to my puzzle

Ayy girl, it´s obvious you fine
I just wanna know what´s deep inside your mind, maybe we could

Play girl, I hope you ain´t got no man
If you do I understand, but I´m tryna make plans
That body one of a kind
I´d be lyin´ if I said I wasn´t tryna make you mine
Ayy girl, I could give you my number
You could give me whatever, we´ll have a hell of a time

[Logic]
Whatever she wants I let her pick it like a fence from the suburb
Everything coach but her plane ticket, ya heard?
We real all the time, that´s my word
Catch me in the cut tryna book her like a nerd
She a red bone bobby-soxer, I had to stop her
Ha, shorty a dime, so you know I´m tryna cop her
Pop a bottle at our table periodically

Now check the science of that last line, do it logically, no stoppin´ me, I
Bet she woulda never guessed I never graduated
´Cause the way I put my words together she infatuated
Mama, I don´t want no drama and I´m serious
Pause like a comma ´fore I end it like a period, now
Girl, don´t treat me like your ex-man
I´m a beast on the track, but if I am your next man
I´ma treat you tender
Take it slow like one video render
I remember when I seen you for the first time
It was special like when I wrote my first rhyme
So if all I do is grind and never sleep
Then how in the hell is me and the girl of my dreams supposed to meet?

Ayy girl, it´s obvious you fine
I just wanna know what´s deep inside your mind, maybe we could
Play girl, I hope you ain´t got no man
If you do I understand, but I´m tryna make plans
That body one of a kind
I´d be lyin´ if I said I wasn´t tryna make you mine
Ayy girl, I could give you my number
You could give me whatever, we´ll have a hell of a time