Fly Girlllll
A kite is what women are, soaring alone in the clouds
Well you often cross planes, soaring like mistakenly fired bullets
She's a Fly GirLLLLL, we all know
Nails are expensively spa done, hair in a honey bun
Fly GirLLLLLs using all those hair chemicals
House partying, house partying opens a sinful desire to drink, truth or dare drinking rules apply
The Fly GirLLLLL is drunk off rum, the pilot's love her, lusting chewing bubble gum
The sex drive on this plane grew thumbs
She's the flyest so how can she fall low
Thats not ladylike, she likes what a man like
We need to work on her lady entitlements tae-bo, Men are easy to entitle any woman a Hoe
Yes of course Fly GirLLLLLs, no matter the state of the high
No matter if the truths a lie, Fly GirLLLLLs representations encounters death
Fly GirLLLL do you know the word die, do me a favor always remember your fly
Be happy when the family is hindering Britney, Fly GirLLLLL rules are she picks a real Fly Guy
- Loverboi
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