Hey girl

Hey girl Lyrics

This is the life,
This is the life,
This is the life of a nightwalker.

[chorus]

Hey girl,
The party's on the floor–
What you doing in the back of the club smokin' bud?

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.

[verse 2]

There she goes again the ??? this ethiopian.
See her walking by, but I can't believe what happened.
She jumped on in with a stranger she don't know.
Moving 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've got to make my money.”

[chorus]

Hey girl,
The party's on the floor–
What you doing in the back of the club smokin' bud?

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.

[verse 2]

Hey girl, I can see it all in ya,
Everthing 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.
You'll anything just to survive.
When you make fun at me, I'm trying to stay alive.

[chorus]

Hey girl,
The party's on the floor–
What you doing in the back of the club smokin' bud?

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.

[exit]

This one goes out for
Diamonds, china, phoenix, belinda
Delicious, star, mercedes, peaches
Vanilla, cocoa, cinnamon, icky,
Ebony, oh I can't forget india.
Exstacy, sparkle, fantasia, francis,
Sunshine, vanessa, precious.

Haitian Madonna, you're so precious girl,
Don't let yourself go dirty.

[chorus x2]

Hey girl,
The party's on the floor–
What you doing in the back of the club smokin' bud?

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.