BLAOW! I'm sure all you hustlers out know every rose got its You know I gotta lil' some y'all probably dobe been before If you're a real hustler, you know somethin about dis game! What you know a, good girl gone bad, aha lace you up wit somethin
I a nigga 8 G's to flip a half of thangs Slang him for 13 in St.Louis, we about the Bring the 13 and add 500 to the pot Get a ho from the Mexican homey, set up Fly the skies, 30 G's between her thighs We can doublelise, be me paralysed I was puffin on a cigar, model style and iced down during the draught season, smilin In the back of my brain, my cock is goin Sayin "Chico, why you chucked the in the game?" but she ain't new to this, she done her times Kick back and close my eyes, thought her no mo' I'm on a flight to Chicago, fine ho to start my cargo and die slow If the good girl goes bad, I'd to do it but she's sleepin in the bodybag, toe The fellas on the plane, lookin at her breasts dreamin of sex and in a Lex, soakin wet lickin the from off the chest, what's next? Four niggas run up with fully Teks, and to get me wet Shit blacked out and I woke up, they her to Midway Where we was to slang the YAY! As she got off the looked at her ass kinda sad the girl don't go bad
If the good girl bad If the good girl bad If the good girl bad Cos bitches even gaffle boss ballers for If the good goes bad If the good girl bad If the girl goes bad I'm tryin ta get things I had
We arrived at the Court a quarter-to-8 She she wanna go and eat some lobster and steak I "Hold on baby, before we continue you know that's the little side of the menu" She said "I got my own money, I'm playin, loosen up I to handle business, I don't come here to fuck" Anyway, your fuck's at? When they comin? In a cue-ball 5, pulled up a tan wit niggas in the back of the car, another followed Pulled out the Hennessey bottle and a swallow "Wait a minute bitch, I ain't in there" She "I know, they came to make sure we're here" We need to find a telly, put some food up in our Take a shower and shit, them fools when we're ready In the low-key, we're in the switchin fo' lanes Wit the windows tinted bout to go and me a thang She was at herself in the mirror wit lipstick I'm to myself "30 G's wit one kick" Got my mind on my money, all about the Hope the girl go bad
They hit the lobby about 10:26 (26) I baby doll to go and give em the kicks (Give em the kicks) I shoulda went wit her, I somethin was fishy Gave them straight flour and came back to kill me Damn bitch, you did She smirked and laughed and "Nigga, I'm the Fed", bitch pulled out a badge Said "Come and go me", ho you must be loco Baby talkin let's go to Acapulco I was down for this she hit me with Knowin she the Feds and all, wit her on my balls Started huggin and kissin, even though she the Put my on her ass, she caught a slug in her ear WHAT THE FUCK? They shot the in the dome I to the floor, pulled out the shotty chrome at niggas, makin sure I get home (BLAOW!) Caught up in mo' shit and I'm all alone to smob out, wit the yay and the cash Fools screamin out "Nigga, we kill your ass" the strap on the chauffer, jacked a limousine Do what I gotta do to from the scene
The girl went bad The good went bad The good went bad Cos bitches even gaffle boss ballers for The good went bad My girl went bad The girl went bad I'm tryin ta get I never had
She bad I thought it was all good Game'll up on you quick, baby........ But I'm sure all you real hustlers out know what I'm talkin BOUT...... Y'know, 8's in the house, Bossalini forever Immortalised, BLAOW!