Good Love

[Verse 1] Just another lonely night stuck in this hotel The hallways quiet and the lobby is so empty Broke that seal in the mini bar in my room Looking for a lady to come spend time with me She's sending me pictures to my iPhone I can't lie girl, I am so impressed Come show me how you get into your zone See you in an hour, here's my hotel address She brought a bottle of Jack D, oh my Now that's one less thing I gotta go buy She got a leather jacket and a t-shirt She got cowboy boots and a mini skirt She rolls up, asks do I mind Baby I don't mind if you get high Let's drink and smoke, yeah, that's alright And tear this room apart all night [Chorus] Ohhhh, she got the good love Ohhhh, she got the good love No more leather jacket or a t-shirt No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt Ohhhh, she got the good love [Verse 2] She's a Beretta, no, more like a Smith and Wesson Pull a Revolver, each bullet loaded with poison Father, forgive your daughter, she came to me for the slaughter I took no time for the second guess, I said yes and I oughta Automatic, the heart's erratic, I'm radical at the radest And smashin' that ass from the back and crackin' the packaging of a prophylactic Fuckin' and suckin', soakin' up a mattress I'm so in love with this moment, roll up the dope And pack the bowl and fire it up Be like cocaine, get wired up Freaky-deeky-leeky, these sheets are getting tied up [?] put your feet higher You can do [?] I'll take you high up I'm coming up out of a fuckin' pigeon hole So let's get wicked and kick it and get a witness for a video Give me a kiss up on your tippy toes I'll put your back on the wall Make you feel like a natural woman I’m gunnin’, she’s runnin’, I'm gunnin’ until she cummin’ I teach what I preach, come meet the Chief for a sermon Report back to your friends, give them a survey, a verdict Give them a grade for the lay, but you ain't gotta encourage The purrin' kitty cats, cuz if you give it, I give it back I'm outta the city tomorrow, no need to get attached Baby, my love is only skin deep You keep a G, maybe when I come back I'll see you and be friendly [Pre-Chorus] You got it bad, dont ya baby? You got it bad, for me [Chorus] Ohhhh, she got the good love Ohhhh, she got the good love No more leather jacket or a t-shirt No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt Ohhhh, she got the good love