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Lyrics Pollari - Go! Go! - INDOLIRIK

Lyrics Pollari – Go! Go!

 
Go! Go! Lyrics – Pollari

Singer: Pollari
Title: Go! Go!

Yeah
Neilaworld
[I feel like] Yeah
I feel like

I feel like [Yeah
Lukrative
, they mean it
I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?

Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist
All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate

I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]
Top shotta, I pull up with the robba

These n#gg#s sell a pound, smoke this n#gg# like a rasta
You know I got a lotta, you know I got a lotta [Lotta
It’s hot like in Nevada
Turn that

All this brand new lean
She know what I mean [What I mean
And I know [And I know] that you wanna be [Wanna be, wanna be
With a n#gg# like me, come and join the team [Oh-whoa, whoa

In that ‘Vette, top speed
Baby, come and see [Oh-whoa], oh-whoa
I know you know, like, when to go
I keep it few, I let her ho

That Gucci store, I love my toe
I put that clean, I kick it though
I tell that boy, “Get on the floor”
I need the cash, I need the dough

I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?
Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist

All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate
I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]

D-D-Different #ss [Dave], she wanna trade [David
Poker face, p#ss# up, ace of spades [Ah
G-Granted, when she’s on me, she’s, you a lame [Let’s go
Head up in the clouds, not too much to say

I-I got dope, I-I got hoes, check my rate
He gon’ talk lots of sh#t ’cause he can
Spill my drink on the floor, feed the ants
D-Do some evil sh#t, do my [Let’s go

I look at my bro and I don’t gotta ask
This some wicked sh#t, I’m doin’ arts and crafts
She said she wanted to leave that b#tch on blast [D-David]
I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?

Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist
All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate

I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]
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Go! Go! – Terjemahan / Translation

Ya
Neilaworld
[I feel like] Yeah
saya merasa seperti

I feel like [Yeah
Lukrative
, they mean it
I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?

Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist
All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate

I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]
Top shotta, I pull up with the robba

These n#gg#s sell a pound, smoke this n#gg# like a rasta
You know I got a lotta, you know I got a lotta [Lotta
It’s hot like in Nevada
Turn that

All this brand new lean
She know what I mean [What I mean
And I know [And I know] that you wanna be [Wanna be, wanna be
With a n#gg# like me, come and join the team [Oh-whoa, whoa

In that ‘Vette, top speed
Baby, come and see [Oh-whoa], oh-whoa
I know you know, like, when to go
I keep it few, I let her ho

That Gucci store, I love my toe
I put that clean, I kick it though
I tell that boy, “Get on the floor”
I need the cash, I need the dough

I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?
Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist

All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate
I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]

D-D-Different #ss [Dave], she wanna trade [David
Poker face, p#ss# up, ace of spades [Ah
G-Granted, when she’s on me, she’s, you a lame [Let’s go
Head up in the clouds, not too much to say

I-I got dope, I-I got hoes, check my rate
He gon’ talk lots of sh#t ’cause he can
Spill my drink on the floor, feed the ants
D-Do some evil sh#t, do my [Let’s go

I look at my bro and I don’t gotta ask
This some wicked sh#t, I’m doin’ arts and crafts
She said she wanted to leave that b#tch on blast [D-David]
I might pull up in a foreign, wanna race?

Oh, that’s your b#tch? She told me put it in her face [That bih like, that bih like, that bih like
Boy, you’re broke, I think you need some better taste [You is too broke, it be like
I got the, they sittin’ on my waist [Oh-whoa, waist, waist
All these hoes on me, I gettin’ why they hate [Gettin’ why they hate

I get money, no, I know they can’t relate [They can’t relate
I might follow, baby, but I do not date [I do not date
n#gg#’s b#tches, need to stay off in they place [Off in they place]
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Lyrics Pollari – Go! Go!

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