Girls Fall Like Dominoes
[Chorus]
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes
[Verse 1]
I'ma need sixty-nine real bad girls for my tour bus
Somebody get security to escort us
They go the long way, but we take the short cuts
Give me the blonde hair, long weave, short cuts
You know the flow sick, came in on the small bus
So give the d-cup, c-cup, small bust
They judge me like the girls on trial
But every time that I come out it's just girls gone wild
Got the domino effect in the front row passing out
With little bikini tops they got they asses hanging out
Say my shoe game nuts, so I call ‘em cashews
Every other city theres another Nicki tattoo
Steal Wayne girls, I steal Drake girls
You know the real bitches love me fuck the fake girls
So if you pretty, I sign titties
I got the key to every mothafucking city
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Okay so when I’m in the hills I hang with Kristin Cavallari
And when I’m in Miami I’m with Kourtney, Kim and Khloe
And when I’m in the A I’m with Ciara or it’s Keri
I’m feeling like a diva then I hit Marah Carey
I’m in the UK, I’ma see M.I.A.
Super hero by night, r-r-rapper by day
And if I just wanna talk I’ma hit up Monique
If I need a bad bitch Angelina Jolie
Material Girls like Madonna
Model for Donatella, aint nothing you can tell her cause she get the mozarella
She look just like Rihanna, she work with Wilhelmina only rocking Galliano
She might be Filipino, be sippin' Pellegrino
Be watching Al Pacino, she could probably sniff a kilo
Anyway yo, hit up Grace Jones and tell her I said strang?
I’m out in Paris mothafucka with Beyonc?
[Chorus]
[Hook]
Girls girls everyday from London, Canada and the USA
Girls girls everyday from London, Canada and the USA
Girls girls everyday from London, Canada and the USA
Girls girls everyday from London, Canada and the USA
Where my westside girls at
And where my eastside girls at
Yo, where my northside girls at
And where my down south girls at
Yo, where my westside girls at
Yo, where my eastside girls at
Where my up north girls at
Now where my down south girls at
[Chorus]
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