Fabolous - We Good - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

25.12.2014

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[Produced by Phonix Beats] [Intro: Rich Homie Quan] We good, we good Fab, R-H-Q [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] Been a couple years since a nigga got put on Tell ya boy stop, he outta here, he gone It ain't much that you can do that I can't do for me I, I already got my team, I tell 'em We good, we good, we good, we good All of my niggas from the hood I tell 'em We good, we good, we good, we good We good, we good, we good [Verse 1: Fabolous] You wasn't there when we needed your help so we good They wouldn't do it, I did it myself now we good Sorry my nigga can't buy what you selling, we good I heard that my ex asking 'bout me, just tell her we good Pouring some D'usse inside of my cup & some OJ inside of B Wood Blowing on hookah, some good girls is here but I swear they not here to be good That boy from Brooklyn they want what he cooking they heard that his recipe good Horoscope say that we bad for each other, but the sex‘ll be good Get with the Scorpio, I’m getting more Fritos They getting chips, but I’m getting Doritos 'Bout to get more Cheetos I get you wet have you bustin' it like torpedoes You came three times you trying to four-peat though? She said "We good nigga you try to kill me?" "I’m trying to make sure you good, do you feel me?" Now call that nigga and tell him you good When he said come over tell him you would But see the way that my shit is set up You in the bed & you cannot get up Focus on you homie, get your bread up Things will get easier, keep your head up She with the gang now she throw the set up And she fuckin' me good and she make the bed up So we good, we good [Hook] [Verse 2: Fabolous] We good on you niggas Don’t got to wish cause we would on you niggas Back in the day we was good little niggas Ya’ll must of thought that we wouldn't get bigger Ya’ll must of thought that we wouldn't get money Heh, shit we a good 7 figures Give us a shot & we pulling the trigger And pull up on niggas like skurttt, pull up with bitches like her Full of chinchilla the fur, bulletproof everything sir You know them haters be trying to take shots They on the bench & they trying to take spots Them niggas ice cold that you trying to make hot Them bitches ain't real, when you find 'em they thots The feeling, we good on that fake shit We out here trying to stay far from it We know 'bout the bottom, we all from it We in the hood but you borrow from it Did it my way not like y’all done it Then I just wait and lacoste them I did it flyer while ya'll bumming, this shit ain't hard for me Too many flavors to do on these haters But do me a favor don’t do me no favors We good, we good [Hook]
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