Meagan Good

Camp Lo & Mac Miller - Rap, USA
Meagan Good
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Duration: 2:54
Lyrics
[Intro] Are you listening to me? Are you listening to me, people? Are you listening to me? Hey, tell me true one time And at this time, ladies and gentlemen, we are bringing to you a brand new vibe Join me please Let's meet and greet her at this time, the fabulous, the one and only [Chorus: Sonny Cheeba] Meagan Good, Mary Tyler Moore Maybe Melba Moore Sing while Mya dances on the dance floor Mary Jane, or even Mariah Might be a queen Maybelline or Amerie Or Tina Marie Or Melody, oh I just chill 'em eighteen, y'all All [Verse 1: Geechi Suede] Brass Barbies clashing glasses of scotch White linin' off the mirror, 8 ballin', calling grape schnapps Pretty marble faces, they lookin' like mannequins Movin' on the porcelain under the china, fans of sin Show you're right, show you're right, emeralds ultra bright Rayon the rubies, wrapping around the thunder night They all wanna dance, they all wanna wave We all wanna sip, we all wanna chase [Verse 2: Sonny Cheeba] You're like fur Rub across my collar, does it purr? All these pimps is hysterical, I think they full of scare Passin' by 'em in the V twin, ghost-ridin' the blur And rejection don't occur Call an officer or a fireman Dr. Feelgood, operates on Angela's Winbush Call me Sonny Kush, take a puff, baby If that don't get you high Hit the cliff and hang glide Love potion number nine She gon' trip off every line [Chorus: Sonny Cheeba] Meagan Good, Mary Tyler Moore Maybe Melba Moore Sing while Mya dances on the dance floor Mary Jane, or even Mariah Might be a queen Maybelline or Amerie Or Tina Marie Or Melody, oh I just chill 'em eighteen, y'all All [Verse 3: Geechi Suede] Ballerina ball Beautific Betties get blown Bar Mitzvah for the blacklist Iced ceramic wrap her wrist Watch the fur blitz Around her curveness Blue bottle bubbles break at the rim I'm concerned with Hop your corset out the Corvette Walk on the water 'til a wave and then you soakin' wet Regetta Lex', stretch the next, celebrate the scene Catwalk your Maybelline until it drip clean [Interlude] I went with your mama two and half years before I kissed her on the cheek That was on New Years Eve At twelve o'clock Straight up [Verse 4: Mac Miller] Yeah, look I got a bitch in my neighborhood, she look just like Meagan Good And everyone around her holler at her tryin' to pay for pussy But she don't fuck with that, I hit it 'til she hunch her back She in love with that, it's why she in the kitchen bakin' cookies Yeah, she a down-ass bitch She said I was her favorite once I found that clit Saw Mary Tyler Moore at the vinyl store before, said I'd put it in her ass if she about that shit ('Cause) I need a freak that like to be a geek Roll blunts of good kush and them that we can chief She a believer in Jesus, I thought I'd teach her 'bout evil And have her givin' me head while we in a room full of people She nasty, always talk to my dick, she have a conversation Put some God in that pussy, that's a revelation Yeah, I like to eat it if it's tastin' good Never spend a dollar on a bitch, even if it's [Chorus: Sonny Cheeba] Meagan Good, Mary Tyler Moore Maybe Melba Moore Sing while Mya dances on the dance floor Mary Jane, or even Mariah Might be a queen Maybelline or Amerie Or Tina Marie Or Melody, oh I just chill 'em eighteen, y'all All [Outro] Join me please Join me please Ah Freedom, freedom, freedom Love and understanding I got me some education Check it out, fool 'Cause this sound rule the nation with version Now, how many y'all out there leading a happy life? With version It ain't too many out there leading a happy life, 'cause when you can't get them food stamps and your belly hungry, you ain't happy I ain't never seen a hungry, happy motherfucker With version Freedom Check it out, y'all 'Cause this sound rule the nation You know, I'ma tell you, the, the Nomads and the Skulls are the best clubs and the strongest clubs out, I'ma tell you 'Cause I knew, I knew the S— I knew the Black Sp— I knew people that were in the Black Spades, I knew people that was in the Black Pearls, I knew the Saigons And matter of fact, my family by they self, my brothers, and sisters, we fought the whole Saigon gang The whole gang The whole gang Y'all whip them? We— Huh? Ayy, we all got busted up, but they did too, you know? We busted up— Ayy, boy, I was taking bleach bottles and busting they heads open and everything, anything that we saw, garbage cans No, you know, you know the, yo, yo, no, listen, Joe, Joe, Joe, you know that truck, that truck that had the half a gallon bleach bottles? That truck that comes around with the, um, half a gallon bleach bottles You know, the, um, truck that come out with the glass bottles They have that little thing that you put your finger through to carry 'em, them half a gallon— Looks like I missed one hell of a party
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Credits
- Writers
- Camp Lo
- Mac Miller