Lyrics:
Her hair and her nails and she good
She thick so I know she eat good
That head and that pussy is good
She ain't worrying about a bitch she good
She
Hit me with the good news that's right
I don't wanna hear no gossip 'cause I'm locked in
Hit me with the good news yeah yeah
If you're downing
through the rain
Only here by his grace
That's why I keep on having faith
Been good over and over again
even when I break down and sin
Keep on making a way
Yeah
Uh
New Blaque
Darckchild, Darkchizzle
The jump off
Is it true that I'm the one making you nervous?
Trying real hard as if I'm for sure press
By
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
will power, Bacardi
In this New World Order
This New World Order
This new world
In this new world
In this new world
In THIS new world
Women Keep watchin
The good die young
The good die young
The good die young
They say The good die young
The good die young
The good die young
So while we're here
Let's
It's all good, it's all good, yeah
This loyalty's a new wave
Can't respect a nigga movin' two-face
Had to cut my chick off, it's a new day
And it's
have good news
Da first friend I choose
Tonight I won't have the blues
I have good news
I can fly with my own wings
I do what I want like a king
I have
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
hearts by faith
Believe and taste and see what He can do
Good news God understands
It's tough for us to trust His plan
But He will turn this tragedy into
Walking down the street in L.A.
Caught in the middle of a heat wave
Pass by the star of John Wayne
And I think to myself how times change
Now, where
the senator man took a bribe in hand
And went and shipped my job to New Delhi
I get by (got it good, got it good)
I barely get by (got it good, got it good)
I
my baby girl’s belly
Cause the senator man took a bribe in hand
And went and shipped my job to New Delhi
I get by (got it good, got it good)
I
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
Riding 'round in a new city
My girl next to me and she look pretty
Top down in the new city
Even though it's kinda new, I got a good feeling
Riding
on by, breeze driftin' on by)
(It's a new life for me) me and the RZA connect
(For me, for me) me and the RZA connect (ooh, ooh)
(And I'm feelin' good
Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new
I
Hope everybody listening to this
Has a very happy time at
Christmas and has a good
Fortunate, lucky New Year and a good
Time to be had by all
fossils, silently run by the eastern asteroid, silently run by the road pavers, silently run by the used car salesman, silently run by the new car salesman,
(Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that body (It's a new God flow niggas!)
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
Step
that nigga, stop fronting
She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by
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