paroles de chanson I'm Good - Pharrell Williams

You can find me in the streets, even in the drought
My mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out
Hey buddy, I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)
Two hundred dolla jeans with my favorite patch
Pullin up my ride hell yea the rims match!
What they tell you? I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)
Man I'm killin' it ridin' in that brand new
Swimmin' through the streets lookin' like I'm Shamu
In that big body (yeah)
With the wet paint (yeah)
I got some pocket change
From selling wet weight
Today is a good day
Ice cubes on my chest
Lookin' at my Blackberry
Freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up
I just need a minute
You can carry ya ass
You ain't gotta lay in it
Niggas don't like it when you lookin' good
Hate it when you shinin' through the neighborhood
Brand new ride
Niggas know the time
Ho's cut they eyes
We call them samurai's (Wah Wah!)
Fly as I could ever be!
A level of success that you could never see! (yeah)
You jealous mane (yeah)
We in propellers mane (yeah)
Think about it
Ain't shit you can tell us mane!
You can find me in the streets, even in the drought
My mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out
Hey buddy, I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)
Two hundred dolla jeans with my favorite patch
Pullin up my ride hell yea the rims match!
What they tell you? I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)
Cruisin' on them twenty-twos got me sittin' pretty
You should hear that engine purr
Here kitty kitty
Ride through the city
E'erbody know me
And the sun is out
It's like it's shinin on me
Shoutin out the homies
As I breeze by
I'm on cloud 9
And I ain't even high
Told my shorty I'll be back and I ain't even lie
Them VVSs be the best that money can buy
I see you flirtin baby
Them jeans is painted on her
Mama lookin right
And I don't even want her
No need to take it personal but that's just how it be
No disrespect to you
I'm just enjoyin me
Finally I'm free
All my dues paid
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like its Minute Maid
And I'm lookin good
And I'm feelin good
Try and stop my shine
I wish a nigga would
You can find me in the streets, even in the drought
My mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out
Hey buddy, I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)
Two hundred dolla jeans with my favorite patch
Pullin up my ride hell yea the rims match!
What they tell you? I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What they tell you?) I'm good
(What she tell you?) I'm good
(What you see?)