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[Intro]
Yeah
Let me, let me, let me, let me, let me, let me, let me yah
[Verse 1]
One time for the, for the, for the dime divas
Whip out in the front, she own the keys like Alicia
Bills all in her pocket, seeing twins like Tia
And she so more than a woman like Aaliyah
West side story, Maria, Maria
And I'm a meat cleaver, such an honor to meet ya
Put my straw in it, trying to treat it like CapriSun
Such a sex appeal, I'm trying to beat it like Vegeta
Okay, way out of the box with that
Round one, round two, round three, water break
Round four, five, six, seven, and etcetera
Head with the Excedrin, knock it out like a boxing mat
Props to her competitors, 'cause ain't nobody topping that
I'm in it closer to forever than you ever thought to track
Now these niggas mocking that, I'm walking out in moccasins
I do the impossible, unthinkable, I'm topping that
I'm on top of that la just like a Dodger hat
Fabulous, roger that, dive in it like goggles, ah
Snatch her jeans off from her pockets or her belt loop
Bet he melt Boop, nigga ain't nobody hot as that
I dig that Hermione, hope she ain't Harry Potter cat
But Harry Potter cool though, but I'm never watching that
It just got real explicit fast, so nigga, let me bring it back
But who gives a shit when you gettin' no recognition, mama
[Verse 2]
Let's have fun, let me take you places
Expensive dinner, tip the waiter, make him wait, and
Tell him to keep the change, but still take the change (ha)
I'm Jet 2 fly, they just paper planing
It's just me, us, her, nigga Raymond, Raymond
Ne-Yo, slow mo', make her sing the say it
Out loud like ow, I'ma say it, say it
Ride it like a old Bronco, Terrell Davis, baby
Plenty beautiful female faces
I just look and hit a session, I don't touch or chase 'em
I don't spend no dough, except for the one I'm waiting
'Cause I ain't trying to be another ex like Jason (eww)
Money ain't everything, but to be realistic
Which girl ain't a little materialistic
I'm on my cool shit, sticking like a glue stick
So when they see her, they ain't gotta ask who you with
[Verse 3]
Maybe I get a little crazy
But crazy's cool, gotta we the pretty ladies
I give her a meat dinner, then a daisy
Beat it 'til I feel lazy (haha)
With my little china doll, no Beijing
Flag around six, leave her waters all raging
Make her throw it back like beepers and paging
I leave her eyes all squinted like Asians
My mind's in a dazing
Chilling with dime divas in a Days Inn (ha)
Be in it 'til I shrivel like a raisin
Or at the Ramada with my rider, no plagiarism
Providing everything I'm craving
Clap on lights, on or off, or we can do it like we caved in
Baby, I'm on fire, you can find me with the cavemen
I pave the way like the pavement, baby
I ain't been in the streets like the sidewalk
But bet I still know the streets like the white line chalk
Scorpio soul, girl what's your sign
Well, I don't really mind, I just love the way a dime walk
Put me in the game, I go all four quarters
And we can record it, or no recording, hit it like Joey Porter
Girl I'm all around you like borders
Just 'cause you know your sports like Michelle Tafoya
Play by play, but I'm the first with the inches
Baby, this a contact sport, no lenses
Sport those lenses, D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louis and BeBe
Oh, you fancy then, huh?
Word to T.I., but girl you're the I-T
With an S-H in front of that like sheisty
But, not sheisty, just ooh I hope you like me
Ooh I, ooh I hope you like me, ooh I, ooh I hope you like me
(Haha)
Give you that good lovin'
Be nice, or I can go in it rough, hood lovin'
It's whatever you like, you can have it
Ain't a bitch, but you the baddest
You the baddest-bitch I know
And I know I'm so, I'm so in love with a diva
Recognize her when I see her
When I see her I'ma treat her either
Sweater than treats or
Treat her to dinner, or treat her like dinner, eat (haha)
Think I need a breather, or need her
Either or, I never keep a score, plus stripes I referee her
On it like a t-shirt, I never leave her
Neither am I ever too eager
I can stick to the main, forget the dessert
Might one knee her like one knee hurt
Just to reciprocate the love in return
No recognition
Good Lovin’ was written by Jet 2.
Good Lovin’ was produced by Ryan Leslie.
Jet 2 released Good Lovin’ on Fri Oct 08 2010.