Hey Girl (feat. Ayesha & Papa Don)

This is the life

This is the life of a night walker

Hey girl, the party's on the floor

What you doin' in the back of the club smokin' bud?

Hey girl, she said, "I owe my pimp money

If I don't pay him tonight, then it's gonna get ugly"

Hey girl, she said, "There is no excuse

This is the life of a prostitute"

From the club to your ride, straight to the telly

To make money, money, make money, money, money

There she goes again the [Incomprehensible] Ethiopian

See her walkin' by, but I can't believe what happened

She jumpin' in a car with a stranger she don't know

Movin' at night time, whatever it takes to get the dough

Hey girl, I hope you listen to this song

I know you feel like your daddy did you wrong

But only you can boot your destiny

She said, "Thanks for the advice but I got to make my money"

Hey girl, the party's on the floor

What you doin' in the back of the club smokin' bud?

Hey girl, she said, "I owe my pimp money

If I don't pay him tonight, then it's gonna get ugly"

Hey girl, she said, "There is no excuse

This is the life of a prostitute"

From the club to your ride, straight to the telly

To make money, money, make money, money, money

So hey girl, I can see it all in ya eye

Everythin' you cry is wholesome in your life

How many men you done let between your thighs?

Listen ma, there ain't no surprise

You're a street walker, slick talker

The face of an hour, the terrible night

And do anythin' just to survive

When you make fun at me, I'm tryin' to stay alive

Hey girl, the party's on the floor

What you doin' in the back of the club smokin' bud?

Hey girl, she said, "I owe my pimp money

If I don't pay him tonight, then it's gonna get ugly"

Hey girl, she said, "There is no excuse

This is the life of a prostitute"

From the club to your ride, straight to the telly

To make money, money, make money, money, money

This one goes out for

Diamonds, China, Phoenix, Belinda

Delicious, Star, Mercedes, peaches

Vanilla, cocoa, cinnamon, icky

Ebony, oh I can't forget India

Ecstasy, sparkle, fantasia, Francis

Sunshine, Vanessa, precious

Haitian Madonna, you're so precious girl

Don't let yourself go dirty

Hey girl, the party's on the floor

What you doin' in the back of the club smokin' bud?

Hey girl, she said, "I owe my pimp money

If I don't pay him tonight, then it's gonna get ugly"

Hey girl, she said, "There is no excuse

This is the life of a prostitute"

From the club to your ride, straight to the telly

To make money, money, make money, money, money

Hey girl, the party's on the floor

What you doin' in the back of the club smokin' bud?

Hey girl, she said, "I owe my pimp money

If I don't pay him tonight, then it's gonna get ugly"

Hey girl, she said, "There is no excuse

This is the life of a prostitute"

From the club to your ride, straight to the telly

To make money, money, make money, money, money