Lyrics I'm Good - Clipse, Pharrell Williams, Rick Ross

I'm Good

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay… Yeah!
Yeah… Hahaha…
Ay, Yeah… Yea
Yeah… Hahaha…Ow!
You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn’t I be out?
Ay buddy I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
Two hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
(Looking good…)
Man I’m killing it, riding in that brand new
Swimming through the streets, looking like I’m Shamoo
In that big body, with the wet paint
I got some pocket change, from selling wet weight
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
Looking at my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain’t gotta lay in it (Yes!)
Niggas don’t like it when you looking good
Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood
Brand new ride, niggas know the time
Hoes cut they eyes--we call them samurais (martial arts ad lib)
Fly as I could ever be
A level of success that you could never see
You jealous mane, we in propellas mane
Think about it, ain’t shit you could tell us mane.
You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn’t I be out?
Ay buddy I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah my rims match
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it’s on me
Don’t it tell ya I’m good?
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
(I'm looking good)
Crusin' on them 22s, got me sitting pretty
You should hear that engine purr, here kitty-kitty (Yea!)
Ride through the city, everybody know meh
And the sun is out, it’s like it’s shinin' on meh
Shoutin' out the homies, as I breeze by
I’m on cloud 9, and I ain’t even high
Told my shawty I’ll be back and I ain’t even lie
Them VVS' be the best money can buy
I see you flirting baby, them jeans is painted on her
Mama looking right, and I don’t even want her
No need to take it personal, but that just how it be
No disrespect to you, I’m just enjoying me
Finally I’m free, all my dues paid
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it’s Minute Maid
And I’m lookin' good, and I’m feeling good
Try an' stop my shine--I wish a nigga would
You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn’t I be out?
Ay buddy I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah my rims match
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it’s on me
Don’t it tell ya I’m good?
What that tell ya?
I’m good.
What they tell ya?
I’m good.
What she tell ya?
I’m good.
What you see?
(I'm looking good)
I’m looking good.
I’m looking good.
I’m looking good.
Yeah… yeah…yeah…yay…