Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good, artist - Ghostface Killah. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Good |
| Hey yo, my rose was good, plus my face was good |
| The way I wear my jeans up over my boots is hood |
| And my cash is good, the grass, spread it out, over the hash is good |
| The grasp who be hypecast is good |
| That’s the bird that fucked the game up |
| Cut the head off lames and platinum niggas, your boy done came up |
| Got my aim up, favorite bling with a millennium chains |
| Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings |
| With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes |
| You was in love with the pussy, it ain’t the same though |
| Cause I’m good, she’s good, so you should be good |
| Hit her with the stiff one, she callin' me wood |
| And we don’t love those hoes, with they flat butts caked up |
| And tipped up toes, need an ill plastic surgeon to fix they nose |
| Cause they shit is too fat like an Adidas sole |
| Don’t even touch my gold, I’m good |
| I know you heard it a thousand times |
| Not quite like my design |
| You say that’s what you looking for |
| Gator boots walk through the door, now |
| (Good) Theodore’s good, (good), my team is good |
| (Good) My robes is good, (I'm so good) |
| (Good) My moms is good, (good), my style is good |
| (Good) My queen is good, yeah, come on, (I'm so good) |
| (Good) The days is good, (good), babies is good |
| (Good) Wifes is good |
| (Good) The hood is good, (good), God is good |
| (Good) Everything is good, come on, let’s go |
| Goose over ice cubes, pass the O. J |
| Two light skinned wizzes, want Ghost, on both ways |
| Come here, sit on my lap, it’s not a gat, sugar |
| Have a seat, don’t be afraid to move back |
| Feel that? |
| You’se a nasty girl |
| Big butt, slim gut, I’ll crash your world |
| It’s not polite to bend over in Starkey face |
| Sheer lace, fat ass, got want me to taste that |
| Lodi dodi, with a coke shaped body |
| And my jewels hang low like my balls in the potty |
| And I dare ya’ll to try to rob me |
| Theodore U, we got the army |
| A-Town to Mariner’s Harby |
| Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G |
| Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich' kids |
| Pack heat, like I was pulling out biscuits |
| When we on the block bubbling rocks, watching for cops |
| Holding Glocks in and out of the spots, (it's all good) |
| When we overseas, getting that cheese, whipping the hottest V’s |
| Blowin' exotic trees, player, (it's all good) |
| When I’m in the whip, sunk in the six, drunk off the liqs |
| Pull up, stunting, fronting for chicks, (it's all good) |
| When we on stage getting them Grammy’s, snatching them panties |
| Jet skiing off the shores of Miami, (it's all good) |
| Yeah, told y’all before, another Theodore Production |
| This is how we go in the 06 to 07, come on, come on |