Game feat. Drake Good Girls Gone Bad Lyrics

The R.E.D. Album Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Dr. Dre Intro
  • 2 The City
  • 3 Drug Test
  • 4 Martians vs. Goblins
  • 5 Red Nation
  • 6 Dr. Dre, Part 1
  • 7 Good Girls Gone Bad
  • 8 Ricky
  • 9 The Good, the Bad, the Ugly
  • 10 Heavy Artillery
  • 11 Paramedics
  • 12 Speakers on Blast
  • 13 Hello
  • 14 All the Way Gone
  • 15 Pot of Gold
  • 16 Dr. Dre, Part 2
  • 17 All I Know
  • 18 Born in the Trap
  • 19 Mama Knows
  • 20 California Dream
  • 21 Dr. Dre Outro
  • 22 Basic Bitch
  • 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 down, getting beat on by they 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 missing women out there, we should focus on 'em
    This song is dedicated to Natalie Holloway
    I feel for her daddy so I wrote this on father's day
    I know she gone, but she ain't far away
    I just had a daughter, pass me that cigar 'Ye
    I'm 'bout 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 album 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, ***** she ain't gotta deal with ya
    You want some money *****? I ain't get a deal with ya
    You ain't saying nothing, you like a still picture
    You better thank God you still breathing air
    Cause you coulda went out like your boy Steve McNair

    Don't make the good girls go bad
    Don't make the good girls go bad
    You don't really love her
    Please don't do it

    Good evening, I'm in Chicago at the Elysian
    With some girls that say they models but umm, I don't believe 'em
    Who's still getting tested?
    Where's all the women that 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 what you was blessed with
    Do it girl, I'll be the king to your Queen Latifah
    I love your *** like Milhouse loved Lisa
    I love your *** like the Ninja Turtles love pizza
    Ironically enough, you something I want a piece of, you got it girl
    This song remind me of Cat from Philly, a girl I used to love
    Until she started acting silly, her heart's a little chilly
    She a little too carefree in 10 years
    Who's paying for all that therapy? Umm, ***** not me
    I'm probably not the man you take me for
    But I bet I could be if you make me yours
    Most of the **** I say is true
    When I’m done with bad *****es, know I’m coming straight to you good girl

    Don't make the good girls go bad
    Don't make the good girls go bad
    You don't really love her
    Please don't do it

    Drizzy, I'm sitting here watching Basketball Wives
    Like, "uhh, them is basketball wives?"
    Only cute one, Gloria, that's my ***** Matt Barnes' chick
    Can't swim in that poon fool, that's a crucial conflict
    Never sleep with the wife of *****s you eat with
    And never buy a chick a bag on the first date
    I pop a bottle with her on her birthday and tell her *** "get on!"
    Disrespect my chick, that type of ****'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's world"
    Get busy girl, drink that rosé 'till you're dizzy girl
    She walking around 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 Don spray
    That’s your girl? ***** go on and make her cry
    Soon as you do, I'm pulling up in that Porsche like "let's ride"

    Don't make the good girls go bad
    Don't make the good girls go bad
    You don't really love her
    Please don't do it

    Word on the news stand, Alicia got herself a man
    And thats my ***** Swizzy, know you see Game and Drizzy
    Surrounded by them diamonds, I'mma cold mackin
    ***** 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 *****s
    Yeah I’m married to the game
    And she married to my chain, watching Boyz n The Hood
    Lets take a drive down memory lane

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