Текст песни Riff Off — Good Lord

It’s going down fad to Blackstreet
The horneys got abby collar creations funk like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn’t catch me, straight up

Tell me who could stop when Dre making moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavour with horneys Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got them up open all over town
Strictly biz she don’t play around
Cover much grounds got game by the pound

Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can’t get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time

I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
Baby

We out