Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

Hell, that's alright with me I like whiskey and tight denim On good-hearted women And for that I make no apologies Call me country, call me hippie A wildcat from Dixie And if you do or don't like what you see Everybody knows I like whiskey Preferably

Give me that old time Old time lovin' Old time lovin', yeah, yeah It was good they know Mother and father, yeah If that makes the no It's alright for me What I need is that old time, yeah Old time feeling

I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though

Times are good or bad, happy or sad I, I'm so in love with you Whatever you want to do Is all right with me 'Cause you make me feel so brand new And I want to spend my life with you Since, since we've been together Loving you forever Is what I need

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Time to see what you look like naked Come over girl let's get wasted I I I I I III I gonna make you my baby momma Gonna do you good for da climax Again and again and again and again Was it when I kiss you on ya neck Or

I wanna kiss a girl I wanna hold her tight Don't wanna go too far just to take it slow Maybe make a little magic in the moonlight But I shouldn't be lonely in this big old world Do you wanna try? Are you ready to say good-bye to all these blues? To kiss

Everyday, everyday, everyday Oh, he give it to me He give it to me He giving me that good shit That make me not quit, that good shit La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la Everyday, everyday

Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself Come on, come on Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight Praying to the light

Said if you got no plans, baby if you got time Hello, good evening Oh Miss Right, Miss Right Come and be the rest of my life Clearly she was out with her girls alone (That I could tell) The kind that make you wanna put the games away Think about the