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Go Girl Video (MV)




Performed By: Miraa May
Featuring: RAYE
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Amira Benameur, Babafemi Isaiah Aboyade Cole, Isaac Adoasi, Rachel Keen




Miraa May - Go Girl Lyrics
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[ Featuring RAYE ]

Two girls freezin', legs out breezin'
On the streets of London town in the evening
Hit a sweet vibe, we don't need a reason
Get up on the table, believe I'm screaming
Go girl, f*ck it up, go girl, f*ck it up

See that girl over there? (Mm)
That's the baddest bitch in the room, that girl over there
You best believe, uh
That's my best friend, that's my baby mother Miraa (ah-ah)
Pass that spliff, please, reset quickly, please
Don't think you'll ever get to chat to us (yeah, yeah)
That girl over there, yeah
That's my best friend, that's my icy shawty
Looks so good and her bags on ten
If she come into your life, now you can't get better than
And when I'm feeling down and out
I take myself to over to RAYE's house
Call my girls tell them what I'm crying about
They say

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up (go girl, f*ck it up)
Go girl

If you come for my team, it's violence
I'ma back my bitch, I know that she ain't lying
All you hating hoes stay silent
Know what we've been through, through in the slightest
Know that we'll be alright
Matter of fact is that the Jeep outside?
Matter of fact that is, my neck's on ice
Roll up a fat ting, we take our time, oh

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up

See me and my bitch and we runnin' this shit (ah-ah-ah)
I don't wanna f*ck with no prick (ah-ah-ah)
Leave him on a read blue tick (ah-ah-ah)
CRB on the mandem quick (ah-ah-ah)
Think they can do us like that when we do it like this (ah-ah-ah)
Me and my bitches too slick (ah-ah-ah)
We ain't cryin' over no dick (ah-ah-ah)
Can't-can't you see my sisters too lit?
See me and my bitch and we runnin' this shit (ah-ah-ah)
I don't wanna f*ck with no prick (ah-ah-ah)
Leave him on a read blue tick (ah-ah-ah)
CRB on the mandem quick (ah-ah-ah)
Think they can do us like that when we do it like this (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, ah-ah-ah)
Me and my bitches so slick (ah-ah-ah)
We ain't cryin' over no dick (ah-ah-ah)
Can't you see my sisters too lit?

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up

Go ahead, f*ck it up, up, up, up, up, up
Go ahead, go ahead, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, oh (ooh-oh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead f*ck it up Miraa (yeah, yeah), show them who you are, yeah, go and get the clip
I'm dead, why am I actually tryna spit bars right now? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who the f*ck do I think I am? I'm that
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh yeah)
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
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English

Two girls freezin', legs out breezin'
On the streets of London town in the evening
Hit a sweet vibe, we don't need a reason
Get up on the table, believe I'm screaming
Go girl, f*ck it up, go girl, f*ck it up

See that girl over there? (Mm)
That's the baddest bitch in the room, that girl over there
You best believe, uh
That's my best friend, that's my baby mother Miraa (ah-ah)
Pass that spliff, please, reset quickly, please
Don't think you'll ever get to chat to us (yeah, yeah)
That girl over there, yeah
That's my best friend, that's my icy shawty
Looks so good and her bags on ten
If she come into your life, now you can't get better than
And when I'm feeling down and out
I take myself to over to RAYE's house
Call my girls tell them what I'm crying about
They say

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up (go girl, f*ck it up)
Go girl

If you come for my team, it's violence
I'ma back my bitch, I know that she ain't lying
All you hating hoes stay silent
Know what we've been through, through in the slightest
Know that we'll be alright
Matter of fact is that the Jeep outside?
Matter of fact that is, my neck's on ice
Roll up a fat ting, we take our time, oh

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up

See me and my bitch and we runnin' this shit (ah-ah-ah)
I don't wanna f*ck with no prick (ah-ah-ah)
Leave him on a read blue tick (ah-ah-ah)
CRB on the mandem quick (ah-ah-ah)
Think they can do us like that when we do it like this (ah-ah-ah)
Me and my bitches too slick (ah-ah-ah)
We ain't cryin' over no dick (ah-ah-ah)
Can't-can't you see my sisters too lit?
See me and my bitch and we runnin' this shit (ah-ah-ah)
I don't wanna f*ck with no prick (ah-ah-ah)
Leave him on a read blue tick (ah-ah-ah)
CRB on the mandem quick (ah-ah-ah)
Think they can do us like that when we do it like this (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, ah-ah-ah)
Me and my bitches so slick (ah-ah-ah)
We ain't cryin' over no dick (ah-ah-ah)
Can't you see my sisters too lit?

Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up
Go girl, f*ck it up

Go ahead, f*ck it up, up, up, up, up, up
Go ahead, go ahead, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, oh (ooh-oh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
Go ahead f*ck it up Miraa (yeah, yeah), show them who you are, yeah, go and get the clip
I'm dead, why am I actually tryna spit bars right now? (Oh-oh-oh)
Who the f*ck do I think I am? I'm that
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh yeah)
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
Go girl
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Writer: Amira Benameur, Babafemi Isaiah Aboyade Cole, Isaac Adoasi, Rachel Keen
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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