Listen to Jook Gal (Head Gawn Remix) [Radio Edit] by Elephant Man

Jook Gal (Head Gawn Remix) [Radio Edit]

Elephant Man

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Jook Gal (Head Gawn Version) (Remix) (feat. Twista, Young Bloodz & Kiprich) (Old Radio Edit)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Elephant Man

Vocals

C. Burrell

Musician

YoungBloodZ

Vocals

Kiprich

Vocals

Twista

Vocals

Young Bloodz

Performer

Joel Chin

Remixer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

C. Burrell

Songwriter

J. Kemp

Songwriter

J. Smith

Songwriter

M. Plunkett

Songwriter

O'Neil Bryan

Songwriter

W. Hardnett

Songwriter

Charlie White

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith

Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith

Producer

Gordon Dukes

Editing Engineer

Wille Daniels

Producer

Joel Chin

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

It's the Elephant man

And the twister with the really hit song

And my young's your blood

Let's show 'em how we get it crunk up in the club

Pour the wine up

[Verse 2]

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

[Verse 3]

You up in the club and the music sweet

If you jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Upon the wall

Looking at the mirror

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Upon on the ground

Bump high in the air

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Junk in your trunk

Wine up your rump

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

[Verse 4]

Shake that ****, wine, wine

Y'all looking fine, wine, wine

One thing upon your mind, wine, wine

Bend over and wine, wine, wine

You Jamaican girls, wine, wine

The New York girls, wine, wine

And to the down south girls, them a wine, wine

Them a wine, wine

Them a wine, wine

[Verse 5]

Now turn and jook and drop low to the floor

And swing back, like that, there you go

Pop the butt, I'll get loose for your four

And roll them hips to the left and once more

Now shake it up, bend over, spread wide

We back again and on a whole new ride

We Elephant man, Twister, Young Blood

We off in this biatch in the middle of the club

So bring it here, a little mama for me

And I tell your booty, they can join in

So DJ, spin it back, I got 'em tickled

So best be running when you hear that whistle

[Verse 6]

Now come on, shorty, won't you show me that love?

I get up on the twister when I come up in the club

Look at a sister while she twerk that thing

Make me wanna let her hop in my all four Range

Now jook it on me while I blow my load

Sipping hypnotic while you're dropping down low

I'll be the **** rocking rock a fella crew

Come pop it for me, let me see what that do

[Verse 7]

Come here, little mama

You so thick it's ridiculous

Look at the fat on ya, I like how you shake it twerkin' titties and thighs

Your bodies elegant, other shit is irrelevant

It's the Elephant, Young Bloods and Twister from the city of shine

You jook your body like you come from Jamaica

Go in my pockets and give you every bloodclaat thing

Look how she jooking that booty

She like a wing and winding

So when you hear the cut, drop, sing

[Verse 8]

You up in the club and the music sweet

If you jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Upon the wall

Looking at the mirror

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Upon the ground

Bump high in the air

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Junk in your trunk

Wine up your rump

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

[Verse 9]

I'm Sean Paul from the home of the strip clubs

I don't trip, I tip show the girl love

I know you know the face, I'm a young blood

But don't talk, just jook gal, take a dude

She said she love my song, wanna cut her one

Told her, show me your thong, boy, nothing to it

I came for some action, I want a whore

If it ain't heavy, hit another club

Drank some, throw a couple ones at her

Make me show you some to the bank what not

But I'm a straight shot, I'm ain't finna run out

Make her jook from the night to the sun out

[Verse 10]

Put your hands to the floor

Cock up your bump a little more

Cock it up, make me slam it like a door

Put your hands to the floor

You hear me love it when me talk to her

Split and spread out like manure

Put your hands to the floor

Every man loves to see girls galore

Shabba say, him wan more upon more

Put your hands to the floor

True you goody goody, get an encore

Every girl for fi brukout like a sore

[Verse 11]

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

[Verse 12]

Love see girls a wine

Love see girls a'shake them behind

Search the dance floor till me find when me flip the coin

Sean di gal them a'wine

Hold up, let's go back in time memba Jeanie wine

Memba Jeanie when you see me, gimme grind

Now a dance hall, queenie, queenie time

Jump between the lines

Stoosh girl, stop stoosh them a'wine

Every girl want them career shine

Junk in the trunk

If you no wine, could a get a conflict

With it like a Shaolin monk

Me see junk in the trunk

Come on, girl, make me see booty bounce

Upon the floor, di dressa or di bank

[Verse 13]

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

Shake that booty

Turn it around

Back that **** up

Wine go down

[Verse 14]

You up in the club and the music sweet

If you jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Upon the wall

Looking at the mirror

And jook gal, jook gal, jook gal, jook gal

Written by: C. Burrell, J. Kemp, J. Smith, M. Plunkett, O'Neil Bryan, W. Hardnett

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