Good Girls
Good girls, let's drink up
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
She know what I mean
I like her shoes, and she like my green
She know what I mean
Baby blue and a New York dream
Tryna act tough, tryna, tryna act tough
You a good girl baby, yeah I'm calling you a bluff
Stop faking your shit, stop faking your shit
(I don't want your money i just want your)
Good girls, let's drink up
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
Good god she's a masterpiece
I could stare at her for eternity
Ten centuries will pass
Before someone like you makes their way back to here
I can't even fathom what goes on in that head of yours
She doesn't really need me, but my dreams keep saying otherwise
Her eyes really do hypnotize
Her hands really on to my thighs
I can't keep on going like this, or someday I'm gonna die
Cus it kills me how this world i unworthy of your smile
Shawty, girl can't you see
With good girls you can't disagree
Good girls, let's drink up
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
(Good girls, let's drink up)
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
She know what I mean
I like her shoes, and she like my green
She know what I mean
Baby blue and a New York dream
Tryna act tough, tryna, tryna act tough
You a good girl baby, yeah I'm calling you a bluff
Stop faking your shit, stop faking your shit
(I don't want your money i just want your)
Good girls, let's drink up
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
Good god she's a masterpiece
I could stare at her for eternity
Ten centuries will pass
Before someone like you makes their way back to here
I can't even fathom what goes on in that head of yours
She doesn't really need me, but my dreams keep saying otherwise
Her eyes really do hypnotize
Her hands really on to my thighs
I can't keep on going like this, or someday I'm gonna die
Cus it kills me how this world i unworthy of your smile
Shawty, girl can't you see
With good girls you can't disagree
Good girls, let's drink up
No worries, no makeup
Good girls, she racked up
The dollars, she stacked up
Ay, good girls, let's drink up
She my type, no backup
Good girls, she stack up
It feels good when she show up, ay
(Good girls, let's drink up)
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Writer(s): Hugo Ahlström
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