Pretty Girls - Live

Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere

A lime to a lemon remind you of the sky
When I'm in it, we on Cloud Nine for that minute
Admire your style and your physique
And I ain't trying to critique, but you deserve a good drink, so what's up?
What you sipping on? It's no problem
Black and gold bottles like I'm pro-New Orleans
But, shawty, I'm far from a Saint, but I got two Am-Exes that look the same way

D.C., that's me, huh, my Prada say "Prada," and they Prada say "Fila"
I ain't gotta tell you, they know about me, huh
Come to D.C. and I can make you a believer
See baby I'm a leader they always from a Libra
(Put your motherfucking hands in the air)

Pretty girls, I ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere

Okay you have 'em in amazement switchin' four lanes
09' Range while I'm singing that Tre shit
(Shawty just splash, come around my way)
(We can hit some J's) bring it back, okay
Okay, my name's Wale they probably know me from the you know
Boss in my Hugo, floss like my tooth hurt
My flow is on Pluto, them rollers ain't pluton-ic
I have 'em beefing on who gon' twist up my new growth

Yeah, shawty that's G-shit, Tokyo spinners, ya shawty that's G-shit
Please get hip to that new D.C. shit, on my PG shit, I ain't 'bout to keep them
And I be with P, so I got BBC shit
(Put your hands up)
(Put 'em up nigga, put 'em up nigga)
(Put your hands in the air)

Pretty girls, I ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are everywhere
Pretty girls

Pretty girls (M-Maybach Music)