Go Girl
Pitbull, Young Boss, Trina
What would the music be without sounds?
Young Bo$$, Miss Trina, Pitbull
Let's show them how we get down
I party like a rockstar, look like a movie star
Play like an all star, fuck like a pornstar
Baby, I'm a superstar, always posted at the bar
Always with couple broads, maybe I'm just that-that raw
Dawg, check the resume, I hit something every day
Ask about me and they say, that chico run MIA
Pitbull, Young Bo$$, that's fire
Go girl, work it out 'til you tired
Just tryin' to pay tuition, liar
My corner is like HBO's Wire
So please, don't play no games
And baby, don't say no names
And we can do this one mo' 'gain
Next time, you can bring your friends
So get your friends and I'll get my friends
And we can be friends, do this every weekend
We can hit your place, we can hit my place
She's on my top eight, I bagged her off of MySpace
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you, "What's that dance?"
You say, "That's the hustle, man"
Girl, I wanna know your name, girl, who you be?
Don't care with who you came long as you leave with me
What's you sippin' on? I'll buy your drink
Get you on them shiny things, your grill be pink
I see those Jimmy Choos, those Vera Wangs
I love the way you work, girl, do your thing
You see my stunna shades, I'm like a star
My clique is full of ballers, we at the bar
So get your friends and I'll get my friends
And we can be friends, do this every weekend
We can hit your place, we can hit my place
She's on my top eight, I bagged her off of MySpace
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you, "What's that dance?"
You say, "That's the hustle, man"
Diamond princess, I make 'em bust quick
Man, I back it up like a Mack Truck
Don't talk about it, boy, be about it, boy
I got them girls, boy, turn out your girls, boy
I'm talking Freaknik, I'm talkin' freaky shit
'Cause I'm a freaky bitch
So get your friends and I'll get my friends
And we can be friends, do this every weekend
We can hit your place, we can hit my place
She's on my top eight, I bagged her off of MySpace
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
Shake them dice and roll 'em
Shake them dice and roll 'em
When they ask you, "What's that dance?"
You say, "That's the hustle, man"
Y'all ain't ready for this
Written by: ARMANDO CHRISTIAN PEREZ, DAVID BOWEN-PETERSON, KENNETH COBY, RICHARD GRAHAMLyrics © BMG Rights Management, The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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