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So Good

5
Average: 5 (4 votes)
Lyrics:

Drinking a German beer,
wit a Cuban cigar,
in the middle of Paris wit a Dominican Broad
Great head on her shoulders,
she probably studied abroad
She transferred to Harvard from Kings college in March
She says that I'm her favorite
cuz she admires the arts Michealangelo with the flow,
Picaso with the bars
Shes well put together like a piece by Gershwin Renaissance style,
tonight is picture perfect so smile
And pack ya bags real good baby
Cuz you'll be gone for a while

Chorus

Girl, Tell me how ya Feel
Whats your fantasy-yo
I see us on a beach down in Mexico
You can put ya feet up
Be my señorita
We ain't gotta rush just take it slow
you'll be in the high life
Soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want it's yours
I'll have you living life like you should...
You'll say you never had it so good (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Verse 2

Suffering from first class cabin fever
5 hour layovers from Norway to Egypt
I'm to the point like the Pyramids of Giza
Still I'm to the left like the tower out in Piza
I'm feeling single baby I could use a feature
Swagger like Caesar,
I'll get you a visa we can go to Italy and maybe see the Coliseum
I'll be Da Vinci if ya be my Mona Lisa now smile
And pack ya bags real good baby
Cuz you'll be gone for a while

Verse 3

I'm feeling singular how bout let's make it plural
Spin the globe, wherever it lands that where will go
We'll hit up Europe, yep, and spend some Euros
Or maybe visit Berlin, the wall wit the murals
This is ya month baby, sign of the Virgo
Private reservations, glasses full of merlot
Or rose or burgundy, travelin like turbo
Brush up on your epsano, we're Barcelona bound so smile
And pack ya bags real good baby cuz well be gone for a while

WebCrew's picture
on Feb 21, 2012

So Good

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Rating: 
5
Average: 5 (4 votes)
Lyrics: 

Drinking a German beer,
wit a Cuban cigar,
in the middle of Paris wit a Dominican Broad
Great head on her shoulders,
she probably studied abroad
She transferred to Harvard from Kings college in March
She says that I'm her favorite
cuz she admires the arts Michealangelo with the flow,
Picaso with the bars
Shes well put together like a piece by Gershwin Renaissance style,
tonight is picture perfect so smile
And pack ya bags real good baby
Cuz you'll be gone for a while

Chorus

Girl, Tell me how ya Feel
Whats your fantasy-yo
I see us on a beach down in Mexico
You can put ya feet up
Be my señorita
We ain't gotta rush just take it slow
you'll be in the high life
Soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want it's yours
I'll have you living life like you should...
You'll say you never had it so good (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Verse 2

Suffering from first class cabin fever
5 hour layovers from Norway to Egypt
I'm to the point like the Pyramids of Giza
Still I'm to the left like the tower out in Piza
I'm feeling single baby I could use a feature
Swagger like Caesar,
I'll get you a visa we can go to Italy and maybe see the Coliseum
I'll be Da Vinci if ya be my Mona Lisa now smile
And pack ya bags real good baby
Cuz you'll be gone for a while

Verse 3

I'm feeling singular how bout let's make it plural
Spin the globe, wherever it lands that where will go
We'll hit up Europe, yep, and spend some Euros
Or maybe visit Berlin, the wall wit the murals
This is ya month baby, sign of the Virgo
Private reservations, glasses full of merlot
Or rose or burgundy, travelin like turbo
Brush up on your epsano, we're Barcelona bound so smile
And pack ya bags real good baby cuz well be gone for a while

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