“A+” chicks are so much fuss, they’re hot but a big bank-roll is a must You know them “B-“ girls might need to hit the gym A notch above average but at two o’clock you’re in You better have some drinks if your target is a “C” Take five more shots, she’ll turn into a “B” Yeah, grading on a curve, baby tell me what’s the word I’ve stopped being picky, it’s your lucky night girl!
Verse 1
It’s about 1:45 in the morning, sweating real hard Looking fresh, I know they want it When a girl walks up with an itty-bitty waist And a round thing in your face you get sprung Problem is I got my beer goggles on Nine Grey Geese got me feeling like I can’t be beat But I can’t see straight man damn this heat So she asks me “Can I have this dance?” Figure what the hell man giver her a chance Never know when it might lead to romance All you really want is to get in them pants Take a breath, hold on tight Strobe-light honey it’ll be allright Freaky little moves in a plus sized skirt Big, big boobs so I’m putting in work She said, “I’m gonna put it on ya boy, I’m gonna use you as my toy” “I don’t get to do it much, so it’s something you’ll enjoy” “Once I got you where I want you you won’t ever be the same” “You know you’ll like it, say my name!” Uh oh here we go I’m down fa sho Give me one more drink and I’m out the door Better make that three that should do the trick Line ‘em up, suck ‘em down don’t get sick Now I got some liquid courage on my side Buckle up tight you’re in for a ride Use imagination, dream of Megan Fox Close your eyes, thinking out of the box
Chorus
Verse 2
It’s a Friday night in Hollywood about to hit the club Looking for a little lady that’s gonna show me some love See my boys and I were talking, we came up with a plan Sick of all the games and attitudes Skinny frames and douche bag dudes Why not make it easy? Set our sight a little lower Red rover, red rover, send the big girls over I ain’t talking about a woman who is 250 plus But these dime piece chicks are so much fuss They want the world handed to them on a platinum platter Out to find a sponsor, like it really matters “I want a Ketel One martini, keep ‘em coming all night” “And order two more for my girls, you better be nice” Beep beep, back it up baby, hate to burst your bubble You might be looking HOT, but I smell trife and trouble See in college I was on the Deans List all the time Tonight a “B-“ gonna suit me just fine
Bridge
Girls don’t get mad at me cause you know you do it too Go out to the club grading on a curve You never know what might happen When you lower those standards a little bit…
Verse 3
Just when I thought my night was over You appeared and tapped me on my shoulder Said, “Turn around boy I wanna get close” “And out of all the guys in this place” “I’m sweating you the most” So we went back to her place on the Westside I’m drunk as hell, didn’t even have to use a line It came so easy, just as easy as pie Throw my standards out the window Grading on a curve tonight
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