Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Good Bar, artist - LL COOL J. Date of issue: 26.08.1990
Song language: English
Mr. Good Bar |
| Nah y’all nah y’all uh-uh |
| I ain’t disrespectin' though |
| I’m just sayin' it happen to me |
| It can happen to him |
| How you doin'? |
| What’s your name? |
| Uh, mmm, haha |
| Oh you’re his girl |
| Hello, my name is Mr. Goodbar |
| I’m came to offer champagne |
| Later on maybe I’ll tell you my real name |
| But for now sip your drink and be merry |
| And be a nice girl and save me a cherry |
| Me, I’ll have a Kaluha and milk |
| Cause champagne always stains my silk |
| You got a man? |
| That’s somethin' we will talk about |
| He’s smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out |
| I like your Fendi bag, your alligator shoes |
| Your hairstyle and your whole point of view |
| The way you lick your lips and stare |
| You tell me that’s a habit hmmm yeah |
| Honey-coated legs with not one scar |
| The stylish wardrobe is up to par |
| Here’s my number, call me in my car |
| You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar |
| So how long you been talkin' to him… word? |
| Nah he’s cool with me, he’s cool with me |
| Oh, he loves you? |
| Honey, open up a bottle of brandy |
| Better yet, have a piece of Cool J candy |
| And sweat the man with the master-disaster |
| Break-ya-like-plaster-plan and |
| The cards on the table and the deal is dealt |
| (Uh) I’m in the mood for a tuna melt |
| And I can’t make you, I sure wouldn’t rape you |
| Feelin' kinda mellow and I sure would hate to |
| Leave the job half-done (Nah!) |
| 'Cause at a time like this you’re the one that I’m lookin' for |
| Crawlin' on the floor |
| (WOOF!) I’m comin' back for more |
| If the Mona Lisa’s name was Teresa |
| I’d get a piece o' the Mona Lisa, then smoke a cigar |
| You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar |
| Yeah, so you be callin' on the request line… hahahaha |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Oh he’s my man, word, him too |
| Yeah I like Bobby Brown |
| Tellin' you he’s cool but… |
| Don’t be cruel 'cause you’ll be on your own |
| It’s my prerogative and my microphone |
| Come and get this ice-cream cone |
| Or I’ll deliver it when your daddy ain’t home |
| Grown and healthy, that’s how I like 'em |
| Big juicy legs and a nice pair of kegs |
| Mmm, Mr. Goodbar style |
| You haven’t met a guy like me in a while |
| I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake |
| I ain’t got no Body by Jake |
| Smooth as White star Extra Dry Moët Chandon |
| And I’ll slip it in your mouth like a Bon-Bon |
| YaknowhatI’msayin'? |
| I’m Mr. Goodbar (Goodbar) yeah |
| So you know next time, uh, your man is out |
| Check the lobby |
| Nah, nah he’s cool |
| Who, my girl? |
| Oh I don’t know your man might be with her (uh) |
| YaknowhatI’msayin'? |
| But I’m with you |
| Yeah Mr. Goodbar baby, uh |
| May I say… may I say |
| That outfit you got on… is slammin' |
| Juicy lips, so honey coated hmmm |
| Yo he never says that to you? |
| He never gives you compliments? |
| Yo he be givin' you flowers baby |
| And tellin' you how much he cares for you? |
| Does he hold you and caress you and give you affection? |
| I didn’t think so… |