[Intro]

Oh, I don't need the metronome, bro

Ayy

Kahn-da-muh, duh-cay

When you wanna be, ah

When you eat all the cheese

In the store, in the store, in the store

In the store, yeah, yeah, yeah

Alright

[Chorus]

(It's this girl)

[Verse 1]

She lives next door

To the store that I loiter at

We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy

And if we text, I get pissed when I get no reply

[Chorus]

(It's this girl)

[Verse 2]

I know that she's the key to love

She is who I'm thinking of when I am beatin' Richard up

To mental images—her face look

The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on Facebook (This girl)

Video chats are so exciting

'Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy (Yeah)

I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me

She's gullible and I just wanna take it like a pirate (Argh, it's this girl)

I see her in class

Not really, two doors down, but anytime that I pass

To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the hall

Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick

My left hand on her tits, ah, my shit's getting hard

From thoughts of datin' this bitch

[Chorus]

(It's this girl)

Her name is my passwords, fuck

[Refrain]

(This girl)

[Verse 3]

All my niggas got they bitches and stuff

But all the bitches they fuck are known as bitches and sluts

But she's special

I know, to y'all, I come off as rough; but I'm the nicest to her

And I just want to concur, a relation

I want the cheesy dates at the movies

And stupid walks at the beach, and sharing straws in a cup

I never had that, so when we holding hands, walking home

I look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that I hate, but

[Refrain]

(This girl)

[Verse 4]

Things are looking great; cut, copy

Last time we talked, she said that her relationship was rocky (Action)

Now that Mr. Fag is gone, there's no one that can stop me

From bagging her, I got these tickets to the Roxy (Girl)

Next day, metro's taking me home

I see her in the cut at Wendy's, she's not alone (Fuck)

Who's that guy? Wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her? (Shit)

Come to find out, she got back with her nigga (Damn)

Damn, fuck

[Chorus]

(It's this girl)

Another one, it’s not the first time

(It's this girl)

[Verse 5]

She's so pretty

Fuck self-pity, I feel so shitty

I wanna text her in a jealous rage

But if she reply to say anything, I'ma smile, I know

What do I do with myself?

Sit in my room for some days?

Play Xbox with piles full of wet socks? Fuck that (Girl)

[Verse 6]

My nigga ask, "Ace, what happened to such-and-such?"

I could slander her name, and then tell him I probably fucked ("Yeah, I fucked")

Or I could tell him the truth, and just say she ain't like me much

But instead, I lie, and say she moved to Nebraska

[Chorus]

(It's this girl)

But she's not mine