Testo della canzone Go Girl (feat. Trina And Young Boss) (Pitbull), tratta dall'album The Boatlift

Go Girl (feat. Trina And Young Boss) - Pitbull

What would the music be without the sounds?
Young Boss, Miss Trina, Pitbull
Let's show 'em 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 boss
Maybe I'm just that, that raw

Dawg, check your resume
I hit something everyday
Ask about me and dey say
That chico run MIA
Pitbull and Young Boss, that's fire
Go girl, work it out 'til you tire
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 more again
Next time you can bring your friends

So get your friends
And I 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 them
Shake them dice and roll them
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
As long as you leave wit' me
What's you sippin' on?
I buy you a drink
Get you one of them shiny things
Yer girl pick pink
I see those Jimmy Choos
Those Vera Wangs
I love the way you work
Girl do your thing
You see my stunna shades
Im like a star
My clique is full of ballas
We at the bar

So get your friends
And I 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 them
Shake them dice and roll them
When they ask you "What's that dance?"
You say that's the hustle man

Diamond princess
I make them 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 freak, nig
I'm like a freaky shit
'Cause you're my freaky bitch

So get your friends
And I 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 them
Shake them dice and roll them
When they ask you "What's that dance?"
You say that's the hustle man

Are you ready for this?



Credits
Writer(s): Perez Armando Christian, Coby Kenneth Charles, Bowen-petterson David Mauricio, Graham Richard Coleman
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