Michael Franti & Spearhead & Gina Rene
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead & K’naan
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead & Ethan Tucker
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
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
Gangsta Girl was written by Jimmy Messer & Michael Franti.