Old Girl - DJ E-Feezy, Tank, Kent Jones

What happened to the old girl

She on twitter going crazy

Doin anything for Facebook friends

Bathroom shots in Instagram

But i can hit her with a quickie

But what i want little lady

Get on like we did in the eighties

What happened to the old girl

The kind you just couldn’t take home and hit

What happened to the old girl

The type that just wouldn’t take your shit

The old girl her mama though her everything

If you want it you going to need a ring

If you hear what I’m trying to say

I want the old girl you don’t gotta call to come over

A couple text about sex will do fine

As long as i bend her over

You going to probably beat it on the first night

What i want little lady

Can only be found in the eighties

What happen to the old girl

The kind you just couldn’t take home and hit

The old girl the type that wouldn’t take your shit

The old girl her mama though her everything

If you want it you going to need a ring

If you hear what I’m trying to say

I don’t see how niggers want to leave the one there with them

Just for the one that they hit

Where we from they compete to get in where they don’t fit

Just so I’m about fuck them if they can’t stand you

They long for the throne where you sit

Still I’m like oh oh not the night there you go again

You know we talk about a lot of shit you never shared with him

You swear you an asset to him but who you better with

Be patient enough to get a taste of your own medicine

Everytime you move you find reasons I’m better than

Who ever you think is in the picture cam

Maybe I’m just too blunt all you do is share a grant

You’ve been down this road before

No one to switch the spare again

You got me you got a man for life

I swear that introduction was natural

But looking at it now you think we got to plan it twice

Like I’m linked between both worlds

I’m missing that old girl

Sitting down still wishing they still make them like my old girl

Learn to separate my at home girl from my own girl

Never judge a book by its cover to the facts is constant

It ain’t shit to read if the table ain’t got no content

I just want to know

I just want to go back to the old girl

The kind you just couldn’t take home and hit

The old girl the type that wouldn’t take your shit

The old girl her mama though her everything

If you want it you going to need a ring

If you hear what I’m trying to say

I want the old girl