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Logic - Aye Girl Lyrics

Disclaimer I do not own this song. It is by Logic. This is a single off of Logic's new mixtape 'undeniable'. Download undeniable here. http://www.datpiff.com/pop-mixtape-do... Follow Logic on Twitter : https://twitter.com/#!/logic301 Like Logic on Facebook :   / mindoflogic   This video was made for entertainment purposes only. LYRICS: [Chorus] Aye girl It's obvious you fine I just want to know what's deep inside your mind Maybe we can play girl I hope you ain't got no man If you do I understand But I'm tryna make plans That body one of a kind I'd be lyin If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine I can give you my number you could give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time What up baby girl won't you come here I put it on my life I seen you some where Where you stay at I'll come there ha Ain't no stalking shit I just want to talk and shit Maybe grab a bite then after walk a bit I just want to converse Come on baby ain't no need to disperse Shorty got that type of beauty that inspire this verse So whats up I'd be lyin if I said I didn't want a cup but it's deeper then that getting knee deep in the cat I'm looking for that ride or die type of women it's what ever I can be your king you can be my correta Ain't no better Get you wetter Fuck em all Think outside the box baby girl you know I ball Yes you know I want it all So make that shit a double This is Young Sinatra and I'm rising from the rubble People never say whats on there mind Im like fuck a muzzle Cause I got the feeling your the missing piece to my puzzle [Chorus] Aye girl It's obvious you fine I just want to know what's deep inside your mind Maybe we can play girl I hope you ain't got no man If you do I understand But I'm tryna make plans That body one of a kind I'd be lyin If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine I can give you my number you could give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time What ever she wants I let her pick it like a fence from the suburbs everything coach but her plane ticket yea heard We real all the time that's my word Catch me in the cut tryna book her like a nerd She a red bone bobby soxer I had to stop her ha Shorty a dime so you know I'm tryna cop her Pop a bottle at our table periodically Now check the science of that last line do it logically No stopin me I bet she would've never guest I never graduated Cause the way I put my words together she infatuated Mama I don't want know drama and I'm serious Pause like a coma for I end it like a period now Girl dont treat me like your ex man Ima beast on the track but if I am your next man Ima treat you tender Take it slow like one video render I remember When I seen you for the first time It was special like when I wrote my first rhyme So if all I do is grind and never sleep Then how in the hell is me and the girl of my dreams supposed to meet [Chorus] Aye girl It's obvious you fine I just want to know what's deep inside your mind Maybe we can play girl I hope you ain't got no man If you do I understand But I'm tryna make plans That body one of a kind I'd be lyin If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine I can give you my number you could give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time