GOOD GIRLS... Headie One & K-Trap
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[Intro: Headie One]
(Likkle Dotz)
One
[Chorus: Headie One]
You want me to make time for you? I was out all day, done a night shift too
Good girls don't wanna be with no rapper (No)
Don't ask 'bout the bitches that I've run through, I don't wanna have to lie to you
Got you passenger side of this big boy truck, but it once was a bicycle
You've been out there cryin' too 'cah I can't dry your eyes for you (Turn, turn, they told me turn)
But just like me, I can turn all your tears into diamonds too
Saturday night, everyone out, you'll think I'm out doin' lifestyle too
But I'm in the studio, bein' boring, writin' tunes
[Verse 1: Headie One]
She wanna fly to Greece (One), do a date night back-to-back
You run errands in Jacquemus, so you would rather the saddle bag
You done ate everywhere uptown, now you're tired of Hakkasan
You say you wanna go on a shopping spree, that's me and you, out with gang
Yo, classic Chanel, YSL
Size fives with that sparkly shit 'round your ankles, I can't even pronounce the heels
Seabass grilled, pretty girls don't half no bill
Good girls don't wanna be with no rappers, it's too late now, you're in your feels
Private rooms, we ain't steppin' in West (No)
Got this bad B pissed 'cause I gave her amazing sex, she can't get it again
Left her on read, now you pissed off, she was a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
Everyone's just friends nowadays, it's crazy
(Likkle Dotz)
One
[Chorus: Headie One]
You want me to make time for you? I was out all day, done a night shift too
Good girls don't wanna be with no rapper (No)
Don't ask 'bout the bitches that I've run through, I don't wanna have to lie to you
Got you passenger side of this big boy truck, but it once was a bicycle
You've been out there cryin' too 'cah I can't dry your eyes for you (Turn, turn, they told me turn)
But just like me, I can turn all your tears into diamonds too
Saturday night, everyone out, you'll think I'm out doin' lifestyle too
But I'm in the studio, bein' boring, writin' tunes
[Verse 1: Headie One]
She wanna fly to Greece (One), do a date night back-to-back
You run errands in Jacquemus, so you would rather the saddle bag
You done ate everywhere uptown, now you're tired of Hakkasan
You say you wanna go on a shopping spree, that's me and you, out with gang
Yo, classic Chanel, YSL
Size fives with that sparkly shit 'round your ankles, I can't even pronounce the heels
Seabass grilled, pretty girls don't half no bill
Good girls don't wanna be with no rappers, it's too late now, you're in your feels
Private rooms, we ain't steppin' in West (No)
Got this bad B pissed 'cause I gave her amazing sex, she can't get it again
Left her on read, now you pissed off, she was a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
Everyone's just friends nowadays, it's crazy
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