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deniro farrar - good girl lyrics

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[intro: imogen heap]
lay down, deep breaths
count to 10, nod your head

[verse: 1]
ugh
shorty feel different when we on them drugs
good girl but fell in love with a thug
i don’t wanna hit the block and i don’t wanna club
netflix on the couch, cuddle up with her
sticking to the plays, never huddle up
undress her slow, have her c-mming in a rush
hate to see me go, i never tell her “bye”
it’s cheating in her eyes if i tell her lies
brand new whip, brand new t-tties
brand new bitties come with every city
down to f-ck any n-gga rollin’ with me
bag full of drugs just to keep me up
phone full of hoes and they down to f-ck
it get rough, cause all i think about is her
sh-t, we facetime every time my show over
g5 benz, she don’t do no range rover
she say we growing distant so i hold her closer
she coming back cause i never give her closure
i like the way you smell, i love the way you f-ck
let’s make some pretty babies baby but it ain’t a rush
haha

[verse 2:]
never fell in love, now i’m catchin’ feelings
what goos is being rich if you can’t share it with me?
breakfast in your bed, waking up to head
she never complaining ’bout how i get this bread
i promise i’ll be home before you go to sleep
tell me ’bout your day, while i rub your feet
she scared for her n-gga, cause i’m in these streets
livin’ by the gun, ridin’ with my heat
she in love with her n-gga, cause i keep it g
f-ckin’ up her ‘do when we in them sheets
i swear to god, we don’t be getting no sleep
and it’s all war cause we don’t no peace
family talkin’ down, they don’t know me
it’s really “f-ck ’em,” but my feelings low key
she good with her n-gga, she got the dough key
touchdown n-gga, and that p-ssy deep
take a quick break, roll more weed
round two, now you’re ’bout to go to sleep
took a quick break, and roll more weed
round two, now you’re ’bout to go to sleep

[outro]
i mean it’s like
every time you be with a n-gga, you know what i mean?
you just tell me you’re so worry free
you be so stressed out, when you be, i don’t know
f-ckin’ with that n-gga and sh-t
n-gga a motherf-ckin’ liar

yo, kobk the murder gang



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