Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's All Good, artist - Master P. Album song Ghetto Bill - The Best Hustler In The Game Volume 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
It's All Good |
I’ve been tryin to call you baby, where you at? |
I’m out here on the block thuggin |
After this, you ain’t gon' have to want for nuttin, ya heard? |
I’ve been waitin on you, for all night long |
Thinkin 'bout what I’ll do when you get home |
Boy I’ll cook for you, massage you too |
And give you that freaky good lovin if you want me to |
It’s all good shorty, this be the hood shorty |
Paradise straight up the road through the wood shorty |
Wanna take you to, paradise cause the hood is hot |
We done seen so many people in the hood get shot |
And I, don’t wanna see my baby cry |
Anything happen to you I’m down to ride or die |
And, I know the kids come first |
But I love puttin money in your Louis Vuitton purse — can you feel me? |
Girl you lookin beautiful |
Let’s get your nails done, on a plane or a boat |
You deserve the finer thangs |
Like Jaguars, minks, and diamond rangs |
A mansion with a big piano |
We can live like the Black Sopranos |
They say all good girls love thug niggas |
I guess that’s why I’m so in love wit’cha |
Let’s ride, let’s ride |
Me and you we can thug to the other side |
I want it, I want it |
I really really want it |
I’m gonna, put it on ya |
So tell me that you want it |
I need it, I need it |
I really really need it |
I’m gonna, put it on ya |
So tell me that you want it |
Put you in a bubble I Bentley with the matchin top |
Hit the mall shawty, you can shop 'til you drop |
I told you I’ma change your world |
Designer names, you that kind of girl |
Diamond rangs with the Rolex |
You need a dress, Liz Claiborne can drop into the pro-jects |
You put my name on your body and I’m feelin that |
You told me never let the hood hold you back |
You was there when I needed ya |
Now, I don’t mind pleasin ya |
Girl we used to thug together |
On the block, even hit the club together |
Wakin up to Kool-Aid and Crist' |
Now you got the ice the size of Hershey’s Kiss |
I went to jail, youse the first to come visit |
Now I’m home, anythang you want, girl go get it |
— as music fades |