That Good - Glasses Malone, Ty $, C Ballin

I got that good dick girl

I already know that I’m the shit girl

And if I fuck with you then you shit too

Girl stop playing, what that shit do

Dolla sign, Pushaz Ink the label, baby

That whole team big, getting paper baby

Presidential Rollies and them red bottoms

Anything cheesy but you know I got it, you know I got it

Where the ladies at?

If you got some good pussy baby say yeah yeah, say yeah yeah

If you taste like water let me hear you holla

In the club with the homies popping all the bottles

Dollar sign!

Now we ain’t going to the bar

Girl you fuckin with a star

I like the way you wearing that skirt

Go on let a nigga go to work

Go to work, go to work

Girl I give you that good dick

Girl I give you that good dick

Fuck with me and get some good dick

Girl I give you that good dick

Fuck around, fuck around

And I, and I put that on the hood

I’ma give it to you good

I’ma do it like you should

Say that pussy death row, call me Suge

Ha!

Run it then beat it up

Once you feel it in your stomach then eat it up

And it ain’t no keeping up

She ain’t hitting high notes I ain’t deep enough

I go deeper

Million dollar man, this the sleeper

Million dollar dream, you near my Mercedes girl

So when I scoop you baby girl

Aye, we can get it in the booth right here

Or we can take it to the coupe

We can do it on the five by the deuce

It’s when I’m in it had lil Mama screaming now woo

Woa, we can get it in the booth

Or we can take you to the coupe

We can do it on the five by the deuce

Go to war on the pussy, better call the troops

That’s the truth, truthfully you never had been

There’s the X’s, why the Z’s like the last letter?

Then I mash like potatoes, I’m a cash getter

Baby blast, never let me down