| Girl, you know I’m grindin' from the streets
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| And I want somebody who’s just like me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
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| And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| I got your back like a Louis Vuitton knapsack
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| You make my pussy get wetter than a shower cap
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| Back shot, watch a rude gal throw it back
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| (Gangsta Girl) Yeah, a rude gal throw it back
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| Walk around naked in your boxers, baby
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| In that chinchilla alligator fox you gave me
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| Big Daddy, like your name was Kane
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| You so for real, baby boy, you make my candy rain
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| If them boys raid the crib with no warrant
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| I’ll be the first one to put it in the toilet
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| Flush, right before the crib get rushed
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| In the bedroom, only time I do the cuffs
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| I’m G’d up like my Gucci
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| See he be chewin on my coochie
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| Like a fresh pack of Juicyfruit
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| A gangsta girl
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| Girl, you know I’m grindin' from the streets
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| And I want somebody who’s just like me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
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| And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| My definition of my gangsta girl
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| She my best friend, pull me down to the very end
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| When she drivin, brick she hidin
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| Case she take it like a lawyer she fight it
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| Yeah, and I love those lips
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| When we make love girl, its hotter than the Gaza strip
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| Yeah, dudes are gangsta but they Disney like Aladdin
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| They were shakin the presence of Bin Laden, yeah
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| And my girl she don’t fear a thing
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| To defend her man, she’ll unload her magazine
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| And I don’t care what none of y’all sayin
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| Prolly be with my girl, never worry bout her snitchin
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| Girl, you know I’m grindin' from the streets
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| And I want somebody who’s just like me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
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| And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| If my alarm go off and pray, we don’t fear nothin
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| Cause she sees through the binoculars, with the night vision
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| Burglar, Up in the mansion
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| My girl so gangsta she don’t wanna call the police station
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| And now the robber becomes the runner, the runner becomes the hunted
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| The hunted becomes the hunted on America’s Most Wanted
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| They wanna know how I did it
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| My girl say she’d rather be tried by twelve, than carried by six
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| Girl, you know I’m grindin' from the streets
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| And I want somebody who’s just like me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| And when the FedEx come girl, would you sign for me
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| And when my enemies come girl, would you ride with me
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| I need a gangsta girl
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| I’m talkin bout a gangsta girl
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| This is for all the revolutionary gangstas
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| With a gangsta girl
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| Every king needs a queen
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gangsta Girl , by - Wyclef Jean. Song from the album From the Hut, to the Projects to the Mansion (DJ Drama Presents Wyclef Jean a.k.a. Toussaint St. Jean), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп