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Tekster: Erick Sermon. No Pressure. Female Species.

Peace to hoes, Jeff Stewart's in the motherfuckin' house
Peace to Cool V, Peace to D Mac, T Smooth, Todd Lightland

The girls look so good, the girls look so good
Somethin' to pump in your ride when you're cruisin'
The girls look so good, the girls look so good
Checkin' out the female species peace to the underground

Shouts out some people can't tell who
The girls look so good, the girls look so good
The girls look so good, the girls look so good
G, Phil, Cliff, word 'em up, DLA word 'em up, yo

Here we go cruisin', me and my boys rollin' four deep
In the AU streets, seein' who we can meet
Beep, beep, a crew of girls in their green Cherokee
Screamin', "That's Erick G", my boys, gettin' happy B
The girls made a U-turn, pulled up beside me

Tires smellin' burned yea, yea, I scoped the whole car
Yo before I spoke to see which one was dope
Before I start actin' loc, that's crazy, "How you doin', baby?
The one with the daisies, short top with the paisleys
What's your name? Oh, they call you Lucky?

Had Child's Play on my mind but none of us was chucky
So what are you doin'? Follow me to my crib
I had the girls trailin', had my system wailin' boom, boom
Drove off and my boys screamin' loud, happy for the hoes
Because they wasn't crows, word me up
We argued, on who gets who, the first pick is mine

Respect from my crew, I took the freaky deaky one who was drivin'
She looked like she was widdit, I definitely want to hit it
Word 'em up, Jeff screamed, "We're goin' out for the cause
And when we get there, we're goin' straight for the drawers"
Dude, they was bangin', I must try not to keep them hangin'
Yeah, but I find myself singin'

Like that y'all, the girls look so good
Yeah, like that y'all, the girls look so good
Yeah, like that y'all, the girls look so good
Yeah, the girls look so good
Talkin' about the female species

The girls look so good
Like that y'all, the girls look so good
Yeah, like that y'all, the girls look so good
Yeah, like that y'all, the girls look so good
Talkin' about the female species

On the way home, damn, I almost crashed with my friends
Four girls in two drop top BM's, man, it must be a dream
I must be on the wrong planet, four girls, lookin' like Janet, yea, yea
That's the way love goes, when you're clockin' hoes
Nobody knows, but my face expression shows yea, yea
I was wide open, man, I couldn't believe it

If the girl asked me for my truck, I swear she can keep it
Word 'em up, on the pharcyde, the girls passed me by
The ones who was trailin' me, goin' in the Cherokee but fuck 'em
I didn't care anymore 'cause these girls was the flyest bitches
I ever saw, word 'em up, so me and my boys approached to the cars

Stepped out to the females, lookin' like some stars, word 'em up, yo
Hi, my name is Erick, whassup, how y'all doin'? Just coolin'
Like Levert in y'all tennis skirts, word 'em up, how bout y'all comin'
To my crib and take a swim and maybe darken up the skins? Yeah
Are you widdit? Come on, follow me to hook up my friends

With your friends, then we all can be friends, word, yeah
Go on the way, I'm jumpin' on the highway, mad traffic and shit
Because it was a Friday, I check my rear view, lookin' right behind me
Girls in the BM, lookin' kinda fine, see, my mind playin' tricks
On me already, someone turned off the lights, yo, it musta been Teddy

Oh, somebody tell me what's happenin'? I'm caught up
This ain't the way me and my boys was brought up, word 'em up
Maybe, I'm gettin' excited, not, there's no doubt in my mind
That that girl is hot, yeah and matter of fact, she got the blazin' looks
Make me wanna sing this hook

Peace to my man Brent, the girls look so good
Peace to my man Markie, word 'em up
The girls look so good, yeah, yeah
The girls look so good, yeah, the girls look so good
Talkin' about the female species

No matter what, like D Mack, call me cousin
All over the world, there's girls by the dozens, yea, yea
You said, "You a one woman man", stop lyin'
It's hard for it to be done, so homes, stop tryin'
Motherfucker