Lyrics:
time for Atlanta
Nigga make million off his country grammar
In Detroit they don't think twice
Thousand pounds, hundred bricks yea that good life
pride every time we undressin'
Draw the line, I'm by the line
Ooh, you're all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love
Yeah, crank that truck up, load it up
With a few folks in my four by four
Seat way back, cold six pack
Window cracked, I got the good fire rollin'
so wide
Praising God with my tribe
Yeah we having a good time
We having a good time
We having a good time
We having a good time
We having a good time
love
When I get to you, baby
Got to take my time
I got to give it to you
Such a strong love, baby
Good, good lovin'
And I want to give it to you
time and I declare
I'll run my fingers through her hair
I run these streets like marathon
You can't touch me like Hammer, gone
Good to go, good to go
I love the way you love me
I love the way you love me
It feels good to me
All I do, is think of you
I lose my cool every time that you're
Dancehall Prophit
You noh sih di ting up like ledda
Good vybz breda
Up like ledda
Good vybz breda
Hear mi noh
Yo elusive
Yo no see we have Gyal by
since you said goodbye then
You would think that I'd be good by now
Ah, but every time your name comes up
I can't put the whiskey down
How long is it
guides
When my world was full of seven-legged cats
But here I am with eight more lives
I'm ready for the good times
I'm ready for the good times
show me what’s good one time
Can ya show me what’s good one time
Can ya show me what's good one time
Peep the scene, party goin crazy
We cutting up by
(Brian Killed It)
(Did I fuck it up?)
By the time I wake up
Gotta hit a new flight
Know the feds are hating us
'Cause we runnin' red lights
Yeah we
life da good life yea I
Ine get no time for no worries
And ine get no time for no sorries
I just wanna live my life
I wanna do everyting right
I wanna do
The true meaning of this time
Oh yeah alright
It feels so good when I'm by your side
Just smiling and laughing to the sunrise
The sweet moonlight
I believe
I'm not by her side
Many many times she always have my back
If this isn't love then tell me what's all about
Even I though did something I'm not really
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
Good night, good night, good night, good night
Real niggas up again, phony niggas tucking in
Now you can go to sleep, yes you can got to sleep
Now you
A good man is hard to come by
I find oft that he's hard done by
Look at me now
Am I a good man now
I won't kneel, won't bow
I'm not your brand new
on the road been far from home
But I found me a friend or two.
Time has taught me well and I can tell you
The good things people do.
They really care
A long time forgotten the dreams that just fell by the way
The good life he promised, ain't what she's living today
(Willie)
But she never
sexy girls they wanna come by
when you come to my house we go combine
when you gone i miss you bad i miss you good
when you gone baby miss you bad i
them all behind 'Cause tonight we're gonna have a good time
Yeah that's right, we're gonna have a good time
Oh yeah, feeling so free, we don't have
all got dreams of the bottles pouring by the liter
And putting Lamborghini doors on a cherry Beemer
The G5 with free points on the air time pass
But
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