| Song | Not Your Average Girl - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Ghostface Killah |
| Artist | Shareefa |
| Album | Ghostdini Wizard Of Poetry In Emerald City |
| 作曲 : Burton, Coles, Cooper, Gamble ... | |
| From the blocking, to the dropping | |
| I need a girl that's stacking and popping | |
| When I come in late she's not clocking | |
| Not in the crib throwing 'round pots and | |
| Nice girl, that's clean, that was raised to cook | |
| Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book | |
| Biting on a pen, thin glasses on | |
| French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent | |
| Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill? | |
| Do you got what it take for you to fit in my wheel? | |
| Would you bust that steel if niggas came to kill me | |
| Protect that safe, baby, dag that's filthy | |
| Whoa, somebody let her know up in here | |
| He like Papa Smurf, I'm like Papa Bear | |
| I'm just looking for a queen so I can rock her ear | |
| Tell her P. Tone in here I got her locked this year | |
| I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| You can have keys to the boat, money follow me | |
| I got the cheese and the yolk, plus the juice | |
| That's fresh squeeze with the pulp, mama got a big butt | |
| Tiffany chain, the stones freeze in the throat | |
| Love to hold my hand, stepping off planes from D.R. | |
| Luggage with a big black tan | |
| Whatcha gonna do? You or him, me or you? | |
| ****ing with him you look mad pitiful | |
| Boo, I'm not the type that be slobbing down hoochies | |
| Looking at these hoes, eyes low like Droopy | |
| Tugging on my jacket 'til the lights come on | |
| We run trains on them bitches never ice they arm | |
| That's a no, no, chicken heads looking for a come up | |
| In the club oh my God, now they wanna run up | |
| Nagging 'til the sun up, shut up, I'm not a double-up, boo | |
| Go get your feet done, your toes 'cause they knuckles up | |
| I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| Baby, baby, don't waste your towel | |
| Looking any further 'cause the girl is ours | |
| Holds it down for you, any place, any time | |
| You already know, I'm the one, yeah, I'm that | |
| Fly girl, rider, just say the word | |
| Anything pop off, it's us against the world | |
| Such a hood girl with that dirty loving | |
| That'll make your toes curl | |
| Yo, relax and chill analyze the story | |
| Love your boy Tone got mass appeal | |
| All them other little players ain't as half as real | |
| They just wanna get up in you like Mass and Gill | |
| But me I need a wisdom play it like wifey | |
| Well mannered understand the kid and not bite me | |
| All my real ladies put your hands up | |
| Holla at your boy if you ain't a groupie right now stand up | |
| I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| I'm not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I'm not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me |
| zuò qǔ : Burton, Coles, Cooper, Gamble ... | |
| From the blocking, to the dropping | |
| I need a girl that' s stacking and popping | |
| When I come in late she' s not clocking | |
| Not in the crib throwing ' round pots and | |
| Nice girl, that' s clean, that was raised to cook | |
| Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book | |
| Biting on a pen, thin glasses on | |
| French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent | |
| Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill? | |
| Do you got what it take for you to fit in my wheel? | |
| Would you bust that steel if niggas came to kill me | |
| Protect that safe, baby, dag that' s filthy | |
| Whoa, somebody let her know up in here | |
| He like Papa Smurf, I' m like Papa Bear | |
| I' m just looking for a queen so I can rock her ear | |
| Tell her P. Tone in here I got her locked this year | |
| I' m not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I' m not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| You can have keys to the boat, money follow me | |
| I got the cheese and the yolk, plus the juice | |
| That' s fresh squeeze with the pulp, mama got a big butt | |
| Tiffany chain, the stones freeze in the throat | |
| Love to hold my hand, stepping off planes from D. R. | |
| Luggage with a big black tan | |
| Whatcha gonna do? You or him, me or you? | |
| ing with him you look mad pitiful | |
| Boo, I' m not the type that be slobbing down hoochies | |
| Looking at these hoes, eyes low like Droopy | |
| Tugging on my jacket ' til the lights come on | |
| We run trains on them bitches never ice they arm | |
| That' s a no, no, chicken heads looking for a come up | |
| In the club oh my God, now they wanna run up | |
| Nagging ' til the sun up, shut up, I' m not a doubleup, boo | |
| Go get your feet done, your toes ' cause they knuckles up | |
| I' m not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I' m not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| Baby, baby, don' t waste your towel | |
| Looking any further ' cause the girl is ours | |
| Holds it down for you, any place, any time | |
| You already know, I' m the one, yeah, I' m that | |
| Fly girl, rider, just say the word | |
| Anything pop off, it' s us against the world | |
| Such a hood girl with that dirty loving | |
| That' ll make your toes curl | |
| Yo, relax and chill analyze the story | |
| Love your boy Tone got mass appeal | |
| All them other little players ain' t as half as real | |
| They just wanna get up in you like Mass and Gill | |
| But me I need a wisdom play it like wifey | |
| Well mannered understand the kid and not bite me | |
| All my real ladies put your hands up | |
| Holla at your boy if you ain' t a groupie right now stand up | |
| I' m not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I' m not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me | |
| I' m not your average girl, I be your Bonnie right beside you | |
| No need to worry, boo, I got you, yeah | |
| I' m not your average girl, see me without you is unlikely | |
| Them other bitches they not like me |