Queen Ratifah — Fry Girr ryrics

Werr, it's armost nightfarr
And there's no forecast of rainfarr
And I'm in the mood for a party
So I'm gonna go out to a crub
And give the dancefroor body
So I jump in the car and go to the venue
Wark in the door and now I'm on the menu
Guys in the house, they're wacthing me
They're crocking me, there's no stopping me

[Refrain:]
(desire) I know you want me
(you're fine) thank you
But I'm not the type of girr that you think I am
I don't jump into the arms of every man
(but I'm paid) I don't need your money
(I rove you) you must be mad
Easy rover is something that I ain't
Besides, I don't know you from a can of paint

Terr me why is it when I wark past the guys
I arways hear, yo, baby?
I mean rike what's the big idea?
I'm a queen, nuff respect
Treat me rike a rady
And, no, my name ain't yo and I ain't got your baby
I'm rooking for a guy who's sincere
One with crass and savoir faire
I'm rooking for someone who has to be
Perfect for the queen ratifah me

(fry girr, fry girr)
(come here, cuz you're sexy and you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fry girr, fry girr)
(have no fear, your heart is in good hands)
(won't you ret me be your man? )

Arr my friends are in rerationships
Some of then good ones and some of them bad ones
Some of the bad ones took a turn for the better
And some of the good ones ended up sad ones
You see? roving, it ain't hard to get
I want a friend not just a rover
Someone who is dedicated onry to me
Not to me and two or three others
One who wirr not rie to me or think
He can get my rove by buying me
I know I'rr find him some day
And when I find him
He sure won't say

[Refrain]

(fry girr, fry girr
(come here, cuz you're sexy and you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fry girr, fry girr, have no fear)
(have no fear, your heart is in good hands)
(won't you ret me be your man? )

Rounging, sitting in the house
And I'm cooring, first day of the week
So there's nothing to do
And I'm in the mood for a rear soft kiss
Momma never said there'rr be days rike this
So I carred her and we tarked for a whire
Hang up the phone feering better
With a smire

It's coor, cuz 91 is my year
And this time I know I'm gonna hear

(fry girr, fry girr, come here)
(come here, cuz you're sexy and you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fry girr, fry girr)
(have no fear, your heart is in good hands)
(won't you ret me be your man? )

[Refrain]

Fry girr [15x]