The Good Life Chiddy Bang

[Chorus]
Man, I'm looking for the good life
Something that you can't imagine, something you don't know
Man, I'm looking for the good life
Baby girl, I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, ah, oh
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense, show me what you know

[Hook]
Make your trunk go
Make your, make your trunk go
Make-make-make-make-make-make your trunk go

[Verse 1]
Man, I gotta be fresh and I gotta be ill
Relocate from the jungle where it's kill or be killed
And I'ma get mine, don't care how you feel
In an artificial world where nothing is real
Been searching for a while for a life that's greater
And hopefully I'll make it there sooner or later
Remember I was younger and I didn't have a thing
And then I had a dream, nigga, Martin Luther King
I'm swelly on top of the world, it seems
Cash rules everything around me, get cream
Good morning; to my haters all I say is good night
They ask me what I'm looking for, I need a good life
What you waitin' on?