Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Love, artist - Mary J. Blige. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Good Love |
| Hey, Grand Hustle, homie |
| Yeah, it’s the king, partner |
| Haha, you know I couldn’t leave you |
| Without hollerin' at you one more time right, baby? |
| Okay, Mary, go |
| Sexy boy, sexy boy, won’t you be my |
| Almond Joy, chocolate kisses, don’t you see my |
| I’m, boy, fixed on you tonight, boy |
| Only one I want for the rest of my life, boy |
| Am I coming on too strong? |
| Do I make you nervous? |
| Oh |
| Is this the first time that you heard this? |
| Oh, baby, you got what I want |
| And I think I deserve it, won’t hurt it |
| Promise I’ll be worth it |
| So give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| 'Cause baby you’re what I’m looking for |
| And every time you smile I want some more |
| So give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| Now don’t you tell me no |
| Just come here and give me that good love |
| Mercy me, mercy me, you makin' my |
| Temperature heat up, heat up, baby, sky high |
| Ooh ooh, I don’t mean to be rude, but if you don’t come on |
| I’ma come and get you |
| Am I coming on too strong? |
| Do I make you nervous? |
| Oh |
| Is this the first time that you heard this? |
| Oh, baby, you got what I want |
| And I think I deserve it, won’t hurt it |
| Promise I’ll be worth it |
| So give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| 'Cause baby you’re what I’m looking for |
| And every time you smile I want some more |
| Oh, so give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| Now don’t you tell me no |
| Just come here and give me that good love |
| So give me mine, give me mine, give me mine |
| Give me that, give me that good love (Good love, oh) |
| So give me mine, give me mine, give me mine |
| Give me that, give me that good love (Good love) |
| Aye, where my ladies at? |
| Throw you hands up |
| You see a sucka lookin' at you tell him, «Man up» |
| So he bought a drink, tell him, «And what?» |
| That don’t mean he got the right to keep you handcuffed |
| You got your hair done, and your toes, too |
| You lookin' good, girl, if ain’t nobody told you |
| Even the hood girls with the gold tooth |
| And working girls who buy the purses and they own shoes |
| Sophisticated ladies went to school and graduated |
| Who don’t be drinkin' every day, but since they celebratin' |
| Hey, pop your bottles shawty and do your thing, ma |
| And let your hair down, and let it hang, ma |
| To all the single moms raising babies on their own |
| Forget your baby daddy, baby, you don’t need homes |
| Whether you got your real hair or a weave on |
| Whether you got some Frankie Bs or some Lees on |
| From the A-cups to the D-cups |
| To the Kiki’s, Nikki’s and Tameka’s |
| Listen, not only will I hit it if you throw it to me |
| But I’ma beat it like you stole and you owe it to me |
| So give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| 'Cause baby you’re what I’m looking for |
| And every time you smile I want some more |
| So give me that, give me that, give me that good love |
| Now don’t you tell me no |
| Just come here and give me that good love |
| That good love |
| Alright now |
| Ladies, this goes out to each and every last one of you, yeah |
| You know I got enough for all of you |
| But there can only be one queen |
| But you can still close your eyes and imagine, right? |
| Ha, a year and a day and counting |
| Grand Hustle, homie, it’s the king |
| Alright, I can say that, Mary? |
| Haha, alright |