Go Girl
by Summer Walker, Latto, Doja Cat
Lyrics : Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Terrace Martin/Alyssa Stephens/Jeremy Felton/Christopher Smith/Sonyae Elise/Ronald Colson/Roger Kleinman/Zachary Seman/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Paul Huston/Shahid Wright/Glenn Bolton/Arnold Hamilton/Martin Nemley/Leonardo Roman Music : Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Terrace Martin/Alyssa Stephens/Jeremy Felton/Christopher Smith/Sonyae Elise/Ronald Colson/Roger Kleinman/Zachary Seman/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Paul Huston/Shahid Wright/Glenn Bolton/Arnold Hamilton/Martin Nemley/Leonardo Roman Smell good, taste good Feel good, look great Shape like a number eight Titties real, look fake, yeah Eat it up, whole plate Got your hook, I'm bait Sex drive, he can't wait Make him cum fast, like let's race Ride Six Flags with my hands up Drop that ass down, make it stand up Baby mama can't stand us Act tough, get your man's ****ed VVS's on Chanel pearls Sweat it out, need a new curl My pussy key to his whole world I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl Big Mama, no kids Waiting for the right ****, right time Bitches hearing through the grapevine, I'm hearing GIA certified Is you gon' make it rain for these thunder thighs? Yeah, I'm a ten and a freak I'm only spitting out Listerine Play with me, don't play with me And y'all hoes ain't having motion when the doorbell ring Ten French-tip toes stand in these Dolce heels Same maggot-ass hoes stay on my dick for real Man, what the **** I look like tripping off some dick for real? God ain't stop making them when he made his for real I'm so Summer on a ****, way I switch 'em out On my mama, I give a **** something to figure out Look who tripping now, shit done switched around I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl Good skin, rich too Still doing it like rent due Used to have a chipped tooth with a synthetic, not a wig glued I'm a homeowner with a swim pool Built like figure eight I'd be intimidated Team tight, can't penetrate Many men who minutemen ain't any men I'd ever date Generate more money, then I blow it all on my homegirls Then I go home, chauffeur Get home, salt bath Feet hurt, sore abs Tight calves, I don't like that But it's like that for the show, girl In my backyard getting dome, girl In a sunchair with my toes curled In his bedroom on a poster I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl (Go, girl) I'm in my Goyard, you go, girl
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