Good!

Good! And this feels good
And this feels good. And this feels good
Good! And this feels good
And this feels good. And this feels good. Good!

Yeah, that's right
I don't give a damn, do whatever that I like
Stupid motherfuckers always hoping to act right
What's the matter bitch? You don't think that my dance tight?
Bitch I got better moves than all y'all, plus the pants tight
I mean shorts. G-O-L-F
Green and brown baby the cheetah print in the pockets
If you don't move, why the fuck you out of the office?
Y'all looking at me like I'm crazy
Like deep down Deni inside feeling amazing doesn't exist?
Oh the pressure really must be a son of a bitch
How hard it must be to be stupid as shit
One day I hope that I could just go through it all
Just so I could understand all the feelings you get
So that me and you can have a way better connect
And share a couple lame moments
I don't necessarily got to be rich
When this feels good, Good!



Credits
Writer(s): Deni Haque
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