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JT Money - You Go Girl Lyrics



JT Money - You Go Girl Lyrics




[ Featuring The New 2 Live Crew ]

I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder
Why'know I mix it, I mix it myself
Why'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?)
Alum! (Yeah!!) LSD! (ha ha!) And Kentucky Fried Chicken!
I mold it together, baby!
I mold it together, honey!
Oh, that alum, lemme tell ya somethin'
That alum makes it tight (right!)
LSD makes it outta sight (yeah!)
And Kentucky Fried Chicken make it finga lickin' good!

[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[You go girl]

Get on the dance floor
And move your body til ya can't no, more
Touch the ground
'Cause I like the way you doo-doo brown
You make me want to flip
Plus I love the way you shake them, hips
From side to side
Always keepin' my nature on the rise
'Cause you got it goin on
And you're the only one havin fun
Watchin' the niggas sweat
And how it feels when you're wet
Doin' what you want til it hurts
As RuPaul say, You'd Better Work
Shake ya ass til it twirls
[You go girl]

[Go girl!]
[You go girl]

You know you got it goin' on, honey dip, I swear
Two niggas takin care of you, and doin' up ya hair
You used to look shady but ya changed ever since
Now it's all about the leather boots and sequins
Tellin niggas don't holla if ya can't get the snap
Got a diamond name plate and a neckace to match
Diamonds on ya hand, sippin' on cham'
Niggas want to holla but ya say I got a man
The bitch is so fly if they're goin' off in her, G
Now look at honey dip, push you off inity
So if ya ain't got loot ya can't mack her
It's all about the hammers on the big body Acura
Or a hundred with a car fulla friends
Say fresh hairdo and Oscar de la Rint
Niggas get mad cause they can't lay the pipe in
'Cause you want to holla, baby, claimin' that you're dykin'
But in 9-4, it's show and tell
Keep doin' what ya doin' and go on, girl

[You go girl]

[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em - Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]

Here's a song for the ladies
Who work ya nerves and drive ya crazy
Keep givin' it all ya got
Just shake that ass, make the niggas hot
And the way you lick them lips
I know you suck skin off a dick
'Cause you're the one to rock my world
Just keep on suckin' [go girl]

I know you're all about the hair, doin' nails done weekly
Lookin' for a nigga packin' big grip, seek me
I wonder if you're singlin' so we can get a-minglin'
My ding-a-ling'll sure get ya ear rings jinglin'
You want diamonds and pearls, but ya name ain't Prince
I bought ya that, and ya started actin shady ever since
Like I said before, it's all about show and tell
Keep doin' what ya doin' and go on, girl, uh

[You go girl]
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I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder
Why'know I mix it, I mix it myself
Why'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?)
Alum! (Yeah!!) LSD! (ha ha!) And Kentucky Fried Chicken!
I mold it together, baby!
I mold it together, honey!
Oh, that alum, lemme tell ya somethin'
That alum makes it tight (right!)
LSD makes it outta sight (yeah!)
And Kentucky Fried Chicken make it finga lickin' good!

[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[Go girl!]
[You go girl]
[You go girl]

Get on the dance floor
And move your body til ya can't no, more
Touch the ground
'Cause I like the way you doo-doo brown
You make me want to flip
Plus I love the way you shake them, hips
From side to side
Always keepin' my nature on the rise
'Cause you got it goin on
And you're the only one havin fun
Watchin' the niggas sweat
And how it feels when you're wet
Doin' what you want til it hurts
As RuPaul say, You'd Better Work
Shake ya ass til it twirls
[You go girl]

[Go girl!]
[You go girl]

You know you got it goin' on, honey dip, I swear
Two niggas takin care of you, and doin' up ya hair
You used to look shady but ya changed ever since
Now it's all about the leather boots and sequins
Tellin niggas don't holla if ya can't get the snap
Got a diamond name plate and a neckace to match
Diamonds on ya hand, sippin' on cham'
Niggas want to holla but ya say I got a man
The bitch is so fly if they're goin' off in her, G
Now look at honey dip, push you off inity
So if ya ain't got loot ya can't mack her
It's all about the hammers on the big body Acura
Or a hundred with a car fulla friends
Say fresh hairdo and Oscar de la Rint
Niggas get mad cause they can't lay the pipe in
'Cause you want to holla, baby, claimin' that you're dykin'
But in 9-4, it's show and tell
Keep doin' what ya doin' and go on, girl

[You go girl]

[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em - Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]
[Tell em brother!]
[Tell em brother!] [Yeahhh!]

Here's a song for the ladies
Who work ya nerves and drive ya crazy
Keep givin' it all ya got
Just shake that ass, make the niggas hot
And the way you lick them lips
I know you suck skin off a dick
'Cause you're the one to rock my world
Just keep on suckin' [go girl]

I know you're all about the hair, doin' nails done weekly
Lookin' for a nigga packin' big grip, seek me
I wonder if you're singlin' so we can get a-minglin'
My ding-a-ling'll sure get ya ear rings jinglin'
You want diamonds and pearls, but ya name ain't Prince
I bought ya that, and ya started actin shady ever since
Like I said before, it's all about show and tell
Keep doin' what ya doin' and go on, girl, uh

[You go girl]
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Featuring: The New 2 Live Crew
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