Text: Chris Brown. Golden Girl.

[Verse 1:]
Your place mid-night
When I come through I ring ya doorbell twice
When I come through I do the things you like
Like I'm room service and dont you
Take me but every chick tryna
Take all yo shit coz I aint even
Tryna get none of yo shit please
I dont want none of your

[Chorus:]
Dont be star struck
When we goin under these covers
You can have the key to my hand cuffs
Man up boy just play along
I'll give it to you proper
Play nurse and you play doctor
Boy you know I got ya (hah)
I know what you like

You like the way I shine
And I'm 10 times part of a dime

Im your golden girl (golden girl)
Your golden girl (golden girl)

I've got my shit together even with
A chick get a grip with hips like this

My golden girl (golden girl)
My golden girl (golden girl)

[Verse 2:]
Freeze, you aint ever had a girl like me
If you think that I'm lying test
Me, and you'll see that I'm
Down on that anger please
Im gonna show you how to break it down
Youve been given none of my love
To you so dont be star struck

[Chorus 2x:]
Dont be star struck
When we goin under these covers
You can have the key to my hand cuffs
Man up boy just playin along
I'll give it to you proper
Play nurse and you play doctor
Boy you know I got ya (hah)
I know what you like

You like the way I shine
And I'm 10 times part of a dime

I'm your golden girl (golden girl)
Your golden girl (golden girl)

I've got my shit together even with
A chick get a grip with hips like this

My golden girl (golden girl)
My golden girl (golden girl)

You like the way I shine
And I'm 10 times part of a dime

I'm your my golden girl (golden girl)
Your golden girl (golden girl)

I've got my shit together even with
A chick get a grip with hips like this

My golden girl (golden girl)
My golden girl (golden girl)