Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song Gone Again Till November, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.06.2014
Record label: Gold south
Song language: English
Go |
Go head, go head, go head, go head |
Baby girl, go head, go head, go head, go head |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
I’m tryna figure which chick I’mma see today |
Picked up a young girl, looked like Lisa Ray |
When I seen her in the club said I gots to get her |
'Cause she look like she might be Trina sista |
Gotta girl look just like Lauren Hill |
Took her to the crib 'cause she know what it is |
Love her momma but I cant stand her daddy though |
But she got more ass than Jackie O' |
Gotta brown skin girl like Foxy Brown |
Bought a quarter pound just to blow it down |
Tattoos all over like Eva or somethin' |
Long hair but it must be weave or somethin' |
Gotta spot so I bought her new furniture |
'Cause she pretty in the face like Monica |
I really dig the girl |
So I gave a ticket to Gucci World |
Go head, go head, go head, go head |
Baby girl, go head, go head, go head, go head |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
I’m in the club, niggas screamin' who the hell is that? |
That girl with that ass all on the back |
I got that fire red thong and a bra to match |
I’mma real boss bitch and I’m hard to catch |
Mac Breezy, pimpin' ain’t easy nigga |
You can leave me 'cause I don’t really need ya nigga |
I got that Chevy and you hear me for you see me nigga |
'Cause my mama show the Mac how to treat a nigga |
And I’mma Top Notch Bitch that talk shit but I take none |
Hair stay fixed, jump fresh with my nails done |
My bracelet, my nigga sick so you already know |
That when I step up in the club I be rockin' stilettos hoe |
I’mma jazzy girl, a straight classy girl |
And you never hear a nigga say I’m nasty girl |
And you never meet a girl that will shine like me |
'Cause I’m with the Gucci Mane and I’m so icey |
Go head, go head, go head, go head |
Baby girl, go head, go head, go head, go head |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
Them niggas jealous, say you ain’t got time for that |
All that shake, can a nigga get some fries with that? |
Too much ass, I ain’t gotta press a high to that |
Hair blond for a minute til' she dyed it black |
In the club with her girls, everybody pretty |
Said she used to dance at Magic City |
Go girl to the floor, girl |
Shake it real slow like a pro, girl |
Hit the dro girl 'cause it’s your world |
Dance one time then get some more, girl |
Gucci in the club two rubberband banks |
Smokin' bubbagush and the shit just stank |
Six girls dancin' at the same time |
Never seen a hood hoe so damn fine |
Turn around baby girl, damn you cute |
I ain’t tryna come at you like a prostitute |
Go head, go head, go head, go head |
Baby girl, go head, go head, go head, go head |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |
Shawty gotta ass on her, I’mma put my hands on her |
I’mma spend a couple grand on her, I’mma pop a rubberband on her |