- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - William Earl Collins
 - Darren Callis
 - George Clinton Jr
 - Sandy Linzer
 - David Wynn
 - Antwone Dickey
 - Teddy Riley
 - Gregory E. Jacobs
 - Walter Morrison
 - Lawrence Russell Brown
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - cover me
 - new soul - hip hop - rap
 - old school
 - smooth
 
- See also:
 
Blackstreet - Good Life lyrics
It's Friday night and I just got paid
 I'm checkin' out the city layin' in the shade
 I'm goin' through that jam just to release some tension
 I'm gonna work them chains, maybe we can swing
 I was sittin' at home waitin' for the booty call
 'Coz I can't be alone tonight, tonight's gotta be so right
 Seems like today's my lucky day
 I'm goin' with the flow, chillin' on the low, this is the good life
 Gimme that bomb, gimme that bomb, bomb
 Gimme that bomb bomb, bomb, bomb
 Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb beat
 Gimme the good life, good
 Yeah, check it out
 Another day in the good life, rollin' with my homies in the hood
 We rollin' down the avenue, punanis soufflé, lookin' good
 We push up on the hoochie, they wanna get busy rollin' posse deep
 Baby, don't just sleep 'coz we got it goin' on
 'Coz in the New Jack City, you gotta get paid in the shade
 Shackin' up, don't want a down low, you gotta go for what you know
 So when you have no worries, you gotta move in a hurry
 If you're slow, you blow, baby, don't you know this is the good life
 Gimme that bomb, gimme that bomb, bomb
 Gimme that bomb bomb, bomb, bomb
 Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb beat
 Gimme the good life
 Check it outBlackstreet - Good Life - http://motolyrics.com/blackstreet/good-life-lyrics.html
 Splish splash, I was takin' a bath
 On a Saturday night thinkin' about some ass
 Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
 I wanna exercise and make her butt sweat like a spa
 Oh, yeah, I'm bringin' it like Tang
 Direct with the flavor on that BLACKstreet thing
 Lord, have mercy, Lord, look at this shorty
 I don't need a 40 to get naughty
 'Coz I used to kick this for fun
 I used to break dance and after that girls got done
 And it wasn't just about gettin' numbers
 It was about who can hit the more punani before the summer
 And you can ask BLACKstreet, Teddy, [Incomprehensible] or me
 And we can tell you how the good life's supposed to be
 So give it up because it didn't come by luck
 'Coz I could give a s*** [Incomprehensible]
 Gimme that bomb, gimme that bomb, bomb
 Gimme that bomb bomb, bomb, bomb
 Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb beat
 Gimme the good life
 Gimme that bomb, gimme that bomb, bomb
 Gimme that bomb bomb, bomb, bomb
 Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb beat
 Gimme the good life


















