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