good good night lyrics – roscoe dash

[intro]
aye girl, trying to get off sometime

[verse 1]
how they let me go and get a beat from kane,
i swear these 808s and snares make me go insane
ay hold up baby girl i really wanna know your name
and let me be your superman and you be lois lane
it’s showtime like cable; get up on that table,
i love your s*xy body and i know you love this paper
bottles coming like they got legs on them
the way i kill ’em man this beat will
make ’em wanna call the feds on me

[chorus]
i’m ordering a hundred shots of patron
girl you better get a cup
..and once i get you home
girl you better give it up
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night

[verse 2]
(man!) i got an open palm with cash in it
i could be up for mvp
i’m just tryna out do my last visit
pockets fat like they pregnant
and ’bout to have triplets
i got 20s flyin’ send ghetto benji to ad lib it (i do!)
hah, get it,
i’m so far ahead
of my time no c-section
yall club we v.i.p section
party bus full of women
like we nextin’
woulda thought it was a gym the way we flexin
line full of s*xy ladies tryna get with me
i’m just tryna grand slam like the boy ken griffey
and i’m at the bar nine shots no fifty (50)
bring a hundred more
everybody gettin’ tipsy

[chorus]
i’m orderin a hundred shots of patron
girl you better get a cup
..and once i get you home
girl you better give it up
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night

[bridge]
and we gon’ have one h*ll of a time
girl i am feelin’ fine
you know what’s on my mind
give it up (please!)
this mad in my swisher got me fine
this patron on my mind
your s*xy little body got me stuck; so whats really good
girl i wish we really could do what we really should
i know yo last boyfriend was only really good
well i’m excellent a s*xual perfectionist
i creep up behind ya deep inside ya no exorcist
that’s that extra sh*t real long extra thick
a different type of breed a upgrade from that metric sh*t
its time to make ya question all the rest you messin’ with
i’m tryna tell ya i’m the one to hit the exit with

[chorus]
i’m orderin a hundred shots of patron
girl you better get a cup
..and once i get you home
girl you better give it up
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night
and we gon’ have a good (good) night
good (good) night (night, night)
good (good) night
good (good) night

[outro]
and that’s what i like to call, a good f*cking night

[bridge]
and we gone have one h*ll of a time, girl i’m feeling fine
you know what’s on my mind, give it up
this man in my swisher got me flying, this patron got my mind
and your s*xy little body got me stuck; so whats really good

/ roscoe dash lyrics