My Girl (Ini Kamoze)

Hey, all for the right kinda girl My girl don't carry no 50 grand purse with 40 cents in My girl don't shine her eye for no guy with rent-a-rim My girl no tsk no tsk no tsk run down on her chin My kinda girl don't do them thing That's why I love her, love her that's why I pick her up and keep her up and save her from the fire. Something about her, never have to doubt her, never worry bout how many men will shout her. Couldn't be no other, sent from the father, she's a type a girl ain't no temporary lover however she will carry my heat seeker undercover. My girl no have six kids for 'bout seven rusty dude My girl don't come on sight come hype for baby food My girl no birthday suit out and gone walk a road; my kinda girl wouldn't be so rude She's the kinda girl you woulda take home to mama, talk to me with respect and listen me with honour Not afraid to peel my hand a banana, that's why I call her come here ma nanna She raise my flag and hoist my banner, no sour face in the morning not ever Won't try to hide any man in the sauna; then she wouldn't be my girl. Can't come touch her, sweetie come brush her and not any other girl can come rush her No lie down for Usher, don't want Bone Crusher, money can't frighten her so you can't buy her That's why I love her, love her that's why I pick her up and keep up and save her from the fire. Something about her, never have to doubt her.