Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Hey

[Chorus]
This Girl Is Popping Like
She's In A Magazine
One Of The Finest Girls
I've Ever Fucking Seen
She Plays My Music When
She's Cruzing In Her Car
She Chills With Me Because
She Knows That I'm A Star

These Bitches Want Me For My Money
But I Can't Complain
'Cause I Get More Pussy
Then Half These Kids In This Rappin Game
We Can Get Romantic
Pop Them Bottles Of Some Champain
No Need To Panic
When You Sweat And Imma
Make It Rain

Oh
We Get It Popping
There Ain't No Stopping
Of What We About To Do
These Girls Be Jocking
But Don't Trip
They Ain't Got Shit On You
I Know You Want Me
Quit Fronting
What Will My Friends Think Of You
Just Hollerback
Don't Dip
I Try To Get With You
Hey

[Chorus]
This Girl Is Popping Like
She's In A Magazine
One Of The Finest Girls
I've Ever Fucking Seen
She Plays My Music When
She's Cruzing In Her Car
She Chills With Me Because
She Knows That I'm A Star

She Loves It When I Bend It Over
Makes Her Touch Her Shins
I Give It To Her
'Till Shes Begging For Some Oxygen
Now Oh It's Pimpin' Gain
These Hoes already know
Ain't Nothin Stopping Me
From Fucking Up This
Stereo

Oh
Now Girl Quit Fronting
All These Jazzy Boys We Do It Big

I Got Stripper Poles In The Kitchen
Li-Liquor In The Fridge
We Don't Stop
'Till Them Snitches Starting Hiting Up the Game
We Just Lean Back Not Dipping
And Then We Do It Big
Hey

[Chorus]
This Girl Is Popping Like
She's In A Magazine
One Of The Finest Girls
I've Ever Fucking Seen
She Plays My Music When
She's Cruzing In Her Car
She Chills With Me Because
She Knows That I'm A Star

Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Hey

I Think She Wants Me
So Come And Get Me
You Know You Wanna Be Mine
So Come And Find Me
My Heart Is Empty
I'm What Your Looking To Find
She Always Calls Me
I Think She Needs Me
I've Been Feeling So Blind
Tell me baby
If You Want Me
Can't Get You Outta My Mind
Hey

[Chorus]
This Girl Is Popping Like
She's In A Magazine
One Of The Finest Girls
I've Ever Fucking Seen
She Plays My Music When
She's Cruzing In Her Car
She Chills With Me Because
She Knows That I'm A Star

Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go
Oh No, There She Go