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INTERPRÉTATION
Trina
Trina
Chant
Young Boss
Young Boss
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Armando C. Perez
Armando C. Perez
Paroles/Composition
David Bowen-Petterson
David Bowen-Petterson
Paroles/Composition
Kenneth Coby
Kenneth Coby
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adrian Santalla
Adrian Santalla
Ingénierie de prise de son
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Ingénierie de mixage
S. Obas
S. Obas
Ingénierie de prise de son
Soundz
Soundz
Production

Paroles

Young Bo$$, Miss Trina, Pitbull Let's show them how we keep down I party like a rockstar Look like a movie star Play like an all star Fuck like a pornstar Baby, I'm a superstar Always posted at the bar Always with couple boss Maybe I'm just that that raw Dawg check your resume I hit something everyday Ask about me and they say That chico run MIA Pitbull, Young Bo$$, that's fire Go girl work it out 'til you tire Just tryin' to pay your 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 with 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 I'm like a star My clique is full of ballers 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 sh- 'Cause I'm a freak 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
Writer(s): David Bowen-petterson, Kenneth Coby, Armando Christian Perez, Richard Graham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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