paroles de chanson No More Good Girls - Drew York

Now they wanna ride on the come up
Grind all night til the sun up
Turned to a don from a runner
Lost mad friends last summer
Networth kinda low right now
But baby I′m paying my bills
Still got the clout
Up in the studio plotting my route
Yeah
Since I be the plug
Me and my niggas
We stay getting love
We're better with age
Gold digging women
Got so much to say
Hey
Make up and skirts
Seeing right through em the moment they flirt
Heard from the pimp and the bun
For girls that purse comes first

No more good girls
Theyre coming at me wrong
No more good girls
The challenges are gone
No more good girls
Got me making songs
Like No more good girls
No more
No more
No more

First she hits ya phone
She wanna get it on
Oh she knows she wrong
That thought hits ya dome
Then you get a bone
Then you′re like, Oh No...

Set up a date
To meet up at 8
Then watch her flake
Wait what?

That's how it be
Society's nuts
Fake hair and butts
Surgical modifications
Not a Hundred percent
But baby what′s next
Make a real nigga
Like me lose respect
I ain′t trying to be trapped
Baby that's whack
For a hoe like you
That′s been around and back
Yeah right
My hindsight
Was right...

When I said it when I saw you for the first time
Dipped on me when I was at my worst time
Taking all my money like it's church time
I know you feel me
No more good girls in my city...