MrGoodVibes - Zitrob00st Cypher - Good Boy lyrics

[Intro] 1 for the money and 2 for the hoes 3 for the pretty ladies, 4 for the bros Calling out the party people ready to go On the hunt for some old school wisdom and flow This be hip hop with a little bit of jazz Mr. Nice Watch with a little bit of bad Work out, work out, I'ma beat the jerk out You be such a nice guy when I beat your smirk out Oh just relax cause pride be k**in' Another boastful line, and your blood be spillin' [Hook] We good boys but we make you sin Another funny line and I'll make yo momma grin [X2] [Verse 1] Hold up, slow down, kick it for a minute Call me Mr. Postman, are you ready to receive it? Follow up my order, would you like me to repeat it? I wanna keep you hidden like my dirty little secret Uh oh, we nasty, scan print or fax me Double double meanings got the prude ones flashing Wish I could have married that Mary Kate and Ashley Back before the day they turned hella bratty Oh my oh my goodness gracious Never have I seen a lady so vivacious Curves be fillin out them hips so spacious No one's hotter in a 12 mile radius Fire fire fire fire she so dank Break break break break down the bank She coolin', she coolin', everyday she coolin' Actin' like a good girl but nobody she foolin' Who these fools tryna act all cool? They be drowning in the deep end of my betting pool I'm cruisin', I'm cruisin', everyday I'm cruisin' Rolling through the streets with a beat that I'm abusing [Hook] We good boys but we make you sin Another funny line and I'll make yo momma grin [X2] [Verse 2] He he he hey From LA down to Long Beach I be bustin' out the rhymes for the Zeit beast It be grimy when we hit it hard, got the homeys reppin' stars Sleepin on the sky got me moonwalking through the park Bust a move, right at you, never ever gonna lose If I do, pick it back up 'til I get myself some revenue It's sad but true, the people goin' for their dreams are way too few Life will make you rich if you want it to So don't ever trip just tie your shoes And be well equipped for a war with two Cause the only inner demon is the one in you He'll stab your back, if you let the ego swell Down the wrong track, slowly drowning in a hell Of sorrows, tomorrow got nothin for the hobos So work your a** off for that black Camaro Jet black like a blaster pack, I be buzz lightyearin on the attack Oh brothers, your mothers, sisters and yo lovers Got racks on racks on racks on racks [Hook] We good boys but we make you sin Another funny line and i'll make yo momma grin [X2]