That Good

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pushaz Ink, Division, baby
Dolla $ign

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got that good dick, girl
I already know that I'm the shit, girl
And if I fuck with you then you shit, too
Girl, stop playing, what that shit do?
Dolla $ign, Pushaz Ink the label, baby
That whole team big, getting paper, baby
Presidential Rollies and them red bottoms
Anything cheesy but you know I got it, you know I got it
Where the ladies at?
If you got some good pussy, baby, say yeah, yeah, say yeah, yeah
If you taste like water, let me hear you holla
In the club with the homies popping all the bottles (Dolla $ign!)

[Pre-Chorus: C Ballin]
Now we ain't going to the bar
Girl, you fuckin' with a star
I like the way you wearing that skirt
Go-go on, let a nigga go to work
Go to work

[Chorus: C Ballin & Glasses Malone]
Girl, I give you that good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck with me and get some good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck around, fuck around
Good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
You gon' fuck around and get some good dick (That good)
Girl, I give you that good dick (Haha)
Fuck around, fuck around

[Verse 2: Glasses Malone]
And I, and I put that on the hood (On the hood)
I'ma give it to you good (Good)
I'ma do it like you should (Like you should)
Say that pussy death row, call me Suge
Ha! Run-run it then beat it up (Beat it up)
Once you feel it in your stomach then eat it up (Eat it up)
And it ain't no keeping up (What)
She ain't hitting high notes I ain't deep enough (Ha!)
I go deeper (Deeper)
Million dollar man, this the sleeper (Sleeper)
Million dollar dream, you near my Mercedes, girl
So when I scoop you, baby girl

[Pre-Chorus: C Ballin & Glasses Malone]
Now we ain't going to the bar (Nah)
Girl, you fuckin' with a star (Haha)
I like the way you wearing that skirt (That skirt)
Go-go on, let a nigga go to work (Go to work)
Go to work (Go to work)

[Chorus: C Ballin & Glasses Malone]
Girl, I give you that good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck with me and get some good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck around, fuck around
Good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
You gon' fuck around and get some good dick (That good)
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck around, fuck around

[Verse 3: Glasses Malone]
Ayy, we can get it in the booth (Right here)
Ayy, or we can take it to the coupe (To the coupe)
We can do it on the five by the deuce
It's when I'm in it had lil' Mama screaming now woo (Woah)
We can get it in the booth (Right here)
Or we can take you to the coupe (To the coupe)
We can do it on the five by the deuce
Go to war on the pussy, better call the troops
That's the truth, truthfully you never had been (Never)
There's the X's, why the Z's like the last letter? (Why you sleep?)
Then I mash like potatoes, I'm a cash getter (Get it?)
Baby blast, never let me down (Never)

[Pre-Chorus: C Ballin]
Now we ain't going to the bar
Girl, you fuckin' with a star
I like the way you wearing that skirt
Go-go on, let a nigga go to work
Go to work

[Chorus: C Ballin]
Girl, I give you that good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck with me and get some good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck around, fuck around
Good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
You gon' fuck around and get some good dick
Girl, I give you that good dick
Fuck around, fuck around