BLAOW! I'm sure all you hustlers out there every got its thorns You know I gotta lil' some y'all probably dobe thru before If you're a real hustler, you know somethin about dis game! What you about a, good girl gone bad, aha I'ma lace you up wit
I gave a nigga 8 G's to flip a half of Slang him for 13 in St.Louis, we the lucci the 13 back and add 500 to the pot Get a ho from the Mexican homey, set up Fly the friendly skies, 30 G's her thighs We can doublelise, be me paralysed I was puffin on a cigar, model style and iced down the draught season, ghetto smilin In the back of my brain, my is goin insane Sayin "Chico, why you the bitch in the game?" but she ain't new to this, she done her befo' back and close my eyes, thought about her no mo' I'm on a flight to Chicago, witta ho to kick start my cargo and die If the good goes bad, I'd hate to do it but sleepin in the bodybag, toe tagged The fellas sleep on the plane, lookin at her dreamin of sex and in a Lex, soakin wet lickin the sweat off the chest, what's next? niggas run up with fully Teks, and tried to get me wet Shit blacked out and I up, they sent her to Midway Where we was sposed to the YAY! As she got off the looked at her ass kinda sad Hope the girl go bad
If the girl goes bad If the girl goes bad If the girl goes bad Cos bitches even gaffle ballers for cash If the girl goes bad If the good girl bad If the girl goes bad I'm ta get things I never had
We at the Court about a quarter-to-8 She said she go and eat some lobster and steak I "Hold on baby, before we continue you know that's the fuckin side of the menu" She said "I got my own money, I'm playin, loosen up I came to business, I don't come here to fuck" Anyway, where your fuck's at? When comin? In a 5, pulled up a tan woman wit niggas in the back of the car, another followed Pulled out the Hennessey bottle and took a "Wait a minute bitch, I gettin in there" She said "I know, they came to 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, in the cars switchin fo' lanes Wit the windows tinted bout to go and me a thang She was lookin at in the mirror wit lipstick I'm to myself "30 G's wit one kick" Got my on my money, all about the cash the girl don't go bad
They hit the hotel about 10:26 (26) I told baby 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 WHAT? She smirked and and said "Nigga, I'm the Fed", bitch out a badge Said "Come and go me", ho you must be loco Baby talkin bout let's go to I was down for shit she hit me with Knowin she the and all, wit her hands 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 the bitch in the dome I fell to the floor, pulled out the chrome Bustin at niggas, makin I get home (BLAOW!) Caught up in mo' gangsta and I'm all alone Tryin to out, wit the yay and the cash Fools screamin out "Nigga, we kill your ass" Pulled the strap on the chauffer, a limousine Do I gotta do to flee from the scene
The girl went bad The good girl bad The girl went bad Cos bitches even gaffle boss ballers for The good girl bad My good went bad The good went bad I'm tryin ta get I never had
She bad I thought it was all though Game'll up on you quick, baby........ But I'm sure all you real hustlers out there what I'm talkin BOUT...... Y'know, SPeezy 8's in the house, forever Immortalised, BLAOW!