The Game - Good Girls Gone Bad lyrics

rate me

Since BIG aint here, I’mma do it for T’yanna

And put roses on the grave for Kanye’s mama

This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen

All the girls that hold it down, gettin’ beat on by their man

Respect women, I don’t care if they a 2 or a 10

We don’t beat on Kat Stacks we just bring it to an end

And we don’t wanna see Nicki fighting Lil Kim

There’s missin’ women out there, let’s just focus on them

This song is dedicated to Natalee Holloway

I feel for her Daddy, so I wrote this on Fathers Day

I know she gone, but she aint far away

I just had a daughter, pass me that cigar ‘Ye

I’m about to tell a story, everybody parlay

Sit back, listen while I kick it, the Compton Boulevard way

My daddy used to beat up on my mama all day

So I took my chronic out and slept in the hallway

I learned this the hard way

When police came our way, my daddy had his act on

Like it never happened: (Broadway)

Plus I was kinda scared to keep it real with you

Now my mama good, nigga, she ain’t gotta deal wit’ ya

You want some money? Nigga I aint get a deal wit’ ya

You aint sayin’ nothin’, you like a still picture

You better thank God you still breathing air cause

You coulda went out, like ya boy Steve McNair

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no (I, wont)

If you dont, you gon’ really love us (I said I wont)

Please don’t use us, dooon’t

Good evening, I’m in Chicago at the Elysian

With some girls that say they models, but hmm… I don’t believe ‘em

Who’s still gettin’ tested?

Wheres all the women at, could still remember who they slept with?

Where’s all the girls too busy studying to make the guest list?

But when you do go out, you still working with what you was blessed with

Do it girl, I’ll be your King, be a Queen Latifah

I love ya ass like Milhouse love Lisa

I love ya ass like the ninja turtles love pizza

Ironically enough, you something I want a piece of

You got it girl, this song remind me of Kat from Philly

A girl I used to love but still she started acting silly

Her hearts a lil’ chilly, she a little too carefree

In 10 years, who’s paying for all that therapy

Umm, nigga not me!

Yeah, I’m probably not the man you take me for

But I bet I could be if you make me yours

Most of the shit I say is true

When I’m done with bad bitches I’m coming straight to you

Good girl

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

If you dont, you gon’ really love us

Please don’t use us, dooon’t

Drizzy, I’m sittin here watchin’ Basketball Wives

Like ugh, them is basketball wives?

Only cute one, Gloria, thats my nigga Matt Barnes chick

Can’t swim in that poon fool, thats a crucial conflict

Never sleep with the wife of niggas you eat with

And never buy a chick a bag on the first day

Or pop a bottle with her on her birthday

And tell her ass, get on

That type of shit’ll get you spit on

I don’t hit on girls, I just hit on girls

Like “hey lil mama, come in Game and Drizzy world”

“Get busy girl, drink that Rose til you dizzy girl”

She walking round the club all lost like “where is he, girl?”

He on the top of the charts next to Beyonce

Right under Kanye, so let the Dom spray

Thats your girl, nigga go on make her cry

Soon as you do, I’m pulling up in that Porsche, like “Lets ride”

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

If you dont make the good girls go bad, no

Don’t make the good girls go bad, no

If you dont, you gon’ really love us

Please don’t use us, dooon’t

Word on the news stand, Alicia got herself a man

And thats my nigga Swizzy, know you see Game and Drizzy

Surrounded by them diamonds, Imma cold mackin

Nigga its a cold climate, don’t ask me where the crime went

Just tell me where them dimes went

So I can get em fitted, let em beat a bridesmaid at the wedding for my niggas

Yeah I’m married to the game

And she married to my chain, watching Boys In The Hood

Lets take a drive down memory lane.