Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
 BLAOW! Y'know
 I'm sure all you hustlers out there know
 every rose got its thorns
 Aha ha
 You know I gotta lil' some some
 y'all probably dobe been thru before
 If you're a real hustler  then you know somethin about dis
 Peep game!
 What you know about a  good girl gone bad  aha
 I'ma lace you up wit somethin

 I gave a nigga 8 G's to flip a half of thangs
 Slang him for 13 in St.Louis, we about the lucci
 Bring the 13 back and add 500 to the pot
 Get a ho from the Mexican homey, set up shop
 Fly the friendly skies, 30 G's between her thighs
 We can doublelise, be leavin me paralysed
 I was puffin on a Cuban cigar, model style
 and iced down during the draught season, ghetto smilin
 In the back of my brain, my cock is goin insane
 Sayin "Chico, why you chucked the bitch in the game?"
 but she ain't new to this, she done her times befo'
 Kick back and close my eyes, thought about her no mo'
 I'm on a flight to Chicago, witta fine ho
 to kick start my cargo and die slow
 If the good girl goes bad, I'd hate to do it
 but she's sleepin in the bodybag, toe tagged
 The fellas sleep on the plane, lookin at her breasts
 dreamin of sex and in a Lex, bodies soakin wet
 lickin the sweat from off the chest, what's next?
 Four niggas run up with fully Teks, and tried to get me wet
 Shit blacked out and I woke up, they sent her to Midway
 Where we was sposed to slang the YAY!
 As she got off the plane looked at her ass kinda sad
 Hope the girl don't go bad

 Chorus:

 If the good girl goes bad
 If the good girl goes bad
 If the good girl goes bad
 Cos bitches even gaffle boss ballers for cash
 If the good girl goes bad


 If the good girl goes bad
 If the good girl goes bad
 I'm tryin ta get things I never had

 We arrived at the Court about a quarter-to-8
 She said she wanna go and eat some lobster and steak
 I said "Hold on baby, before we continue
 you know that's the little fuckin side of the menu"
 She said "I got my own money, I'm just playin, loosen up
 I came to handle business, I don't come here to fuck"
 Anyway, where your fuck's at? When they comin?
 In a cue-ball 5, pulled up a tan woman
 wit some niggas in the back of the car, another followed
 Pulled out the Hennessey bottle and took a swallow
 "Wait a minute bitch, I ain't gettin in there"
 She said "I know, they came to make sure we're here"
 We need to find a telly, put some food up in our belly
 Take a shower and shit, call them fools when we're ready
 In the low-key, we're in the cars switchin fo' lanes
 Wit the windows tinted bout to go and slang me a thang
 She was lookin at herself in the mirror wit lipstick
 I'm thinkin to myself "30 G's wit one kick"
 Got my mind on my money, all about the cash
 Hope the girl don't go bad

 Chorus

 They hit the hotel lobby about 10:26 (26)
 I told baby doll to go and give em the kicks (Give em the kicks)
 I shoulda went wit her, I knew somethin was fishy
 Gave them niggas straight flour and came back to kill me
 Damn bitch, you did WHAT? She smirked and laughed
 and said "Nigga, I'm the Fed", bitch pulled out a badge
 Said "Come and go with me", ho you must be loco
 Baby talkin bout let's go to Acapulco
 I was down for this shit she hit me with
 Knowin she the Feds and all, wit her hands on my balls
 Started huggin and kissin, even though she the Feds
 Put my hand on her ass, she caught a slug in her ear
 WHAT THE FUCK? They shot the bitch in the dome
 I fell to the floor, pulled out the shotty chrome
 Bustin at niggas, makin sure I get home (BLAOW!)
 Caught up in mo' gangsta shit and I'm all alone
 Tryin to smob out, wit the yay and the cash
 Fools screamin out "Nigga, we gon' kill your ass"
 Pulled the strap on the chauffer, jacked a limousine
 Do what I gotta do to flee from the scene

 Chorus:

 The good girl went bad
 The good girl went bad
 The good girl went bad
 Cos bitches even gaffle boss ballers for cash
 The good girl went bad
 My good girl went bad
 The good girl went bad
 I'm tryin ta get things I never had

 Outro:

 She went bad
 I thought it was all good though
 Game'll switch up on you quick, baby........
 But I'm sure all you real hustlers out there know what I'm talkin
 BOUT......
 Y'know, SPeezy 8's in the house, Bossalini forever
 Immortalised, BLAOW