Good Night

Roscoe Dash

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    Hey girl! shawty get off!

    How they let me go and get a beat from kane,
    I swear these 808s and snares make me go insane
    Ay hold up baby girl I really wanna know your name
    And let me be your superman and you be lois lane
    Its showtime like cable; get up on that table,
    I love your sexy body and I know you love this paper
    Bottles coming like they got legs on them
    The way I kill 'em man this beat will
    Make 'em wanna call the feds on me

    I'm orderin a hundred shots of patron
    Girl you better get a cup
    ..And once I get you home
    Girl you better give it up
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night

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    (man!) I got an open palm with cash in it
    I could be up for mvp
    I'm just tryna out do my last visit
    Pockets fat like they pregnant
    And 'bout to have triplets
    I got 20s flyin' send ghetto benji to ad lib it (I do!)
    Hah, get it,
    I'm so far ahead
    Of my time no c-section
    Yall club we v.I.p section
    Party bus full of women
    Like weed next to me
    Woulda thought it was a gym the way we flexin
    Line full of sexy ladies tryna get with me
    I'm just tryna grand slam like the boy ken griffey
    And I'm at the bar nine shots no fifty (50)
    Bring a hundred more
    Everybody gettin' tipsy

    I'm orderin a hundred shots of patron
    Girl you better get a cup
    ..And once I get you home
    Girl you better give it up
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night

    We gon' have one hell of a time
    Girl I am feelin' fine
    You know what's on my mind
    Give it up (please!)
    This mad in my swisher got me fine
    This switch on got my mind
    Your sexy little body got me stuck; so whats really good
    Girl I wish we really could do what we really should
    I know yo last boyfriend was only really good
    Well I'm excellent -perfectionist
    I creep up behind ya -no exorcist
    That's that extra -real (real) extra (extra)
    A different type of breed a upgrade from that metric (metric)
    Its time to make ya question all the rest you messin' with
    I'm tryna tell ya I'm the one to hit the exit with

    I'm orderin a hundred shots of patron
    Girl you better get a cup
    ..And once I get you home
    Girl you better give it up
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night
    And we gon' have a good (good) night
    Good (good) night (night, night)
    Good (good) night
    Good (good) night

    We gon' have one hell of a time
    Girl I am feelin' fine
    You know what's on my mind
    Give it up (please!)
    This mad in my swisher got me fine
    This switch on got my mind
    Your sexy little body got me stuck; so whats really good
    Girl I wish we really could do what we really should
    I know yo last boyfriend was only really good
    Well I'm excellent -perfectionist
    I creep up behind ya -no exorcist
    That's that extra -real (real) extra (extra)
    A different type of breed a upgrade from that metric (metric)
    Its time to make ya question all the rest you messin' with
    I'm tryna tell ya I'm the one to hit the exit with

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    Composición: Jeremy Coleman, L. Sylvers, Tony Chef Tone Scales, Jeffrey Johnson, Daniel Andrew Johnson y Torrey Hood

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