Song parody of
Gangsta Girl
by Michael Franti & Spearhead
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Everybody to the dance floor.
Throw your hands high, get on somebody tonight.
Here we go.
So put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I see her in the dance hall every weekend.
Every boy and every girl wants to kiss her
And the way she shakes her Prada makes my heart boom faster.
She got a Gucci bag for her Chanel, get a basta.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
She got that, good goodgirl smile with that bad badgirl style.
Shoes from Milano to match her profile.
She broke into my life at just the right time,
And then she stole my heart and fled the scene of the crime.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby.
I wanna hold ya, hold ya, hold ya, baby.
I wanna rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, baby.
Please tell me that you're single, let your tory birds jingle.
So throw your hands up, don't let the drink spill. [x3]
Drop the needle on the record, let the DJ kill it.
The way she shakes her Prada makes my heart boom faster.
She got a Gucci bag for her Chanel, get a basta.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby.
I wanna hold ya, hold ya, hold ya, baby.
I wanna rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, baby.
Please tell me that you're single, let your tory birds jingle.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl. [x4]
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby. [x4]
My gangsta girl.
Everybody to the dance floor.
Throw your hands high, get on somebody tonight.
Here we go.
So put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I see her in the dance hall every weekend.
Every boy and every girl wants to kiss her
And the way she shakes her Prada makes my heart boom faster.
She got a Gucci bag for her Chanel, get a basta.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
She got that, good goodgirl smile with that bad badgirl style.
Shoes from Milano to match her profile.
She broke into my life at just the right time,
And then she stole my heart and fled the scene of the crime.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby.
I wanna hold ya, hold ya, hold ya, baby.
I wanna rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, baby.
Please tell me that you're single, let your tory birds jingle.
So throw your hands up, don't let the drink spill. [x3]
Drop the needle on the record, let the DJ kill it.
The way she shakes her Prada makes my heart boom faster.
She got a Gucci bag for her Chanel, get a basta.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave.
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby.
I wanna hold ya, hold ya, hold ya, baby.
I wanna rock ya, rock ya, rock ya, baby.
Please tell me that you're single, let your tory birds jingle.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave.
Put your arms round me cause I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl.
I don't wanna leave my gangsta girl. [x4]
I wanna love ya, love ya, love ya, baby. [x4]
My gangsta girl.
