What would the girlz do if they couldn't look fly/
homey, homey, hold me down/
I know there is no reason why/
round and round and round and round/

I know how to move my chips/
She knows how to move her hips/
She moves for her tips/
Homey there ain't no luck in this/

Still you can't say I'm not lucky/
Still you cant say I'm not young/
What would the girlz do if they couldn't look fly/
I'm sure they'd think of some/

I've got a lot of friends who claim they're rock and roll/
But me, I'm country rock hop with soul/
And I would give anything to my friends/
To ensure we go around again/

Still you can't say we're not hungry/
Still you cant say we're not alone/
What would the girlz do if they couldn't look fly/
I'm sure they'd think of some/

Why why why why/
Do they look so fly/
Why why why why/
Do they look so fly/

I'm just a poor boy from Bloomfield Hills/
Full of guilt and prescription pills/
Sometimes I wish I looked fly like you/
But just imagine all the harm I'd do/

What would the girlz do if they couldn't look fly/
homey, homey, hold me down/
I know there is no reason why/
round and round and round and round/

I speak the truth so I'm gospel too/
and couldn't we all use a little good news/

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