Good, Bad & Fugly

Good, bad, fugly Goody-goody, two shoes, ooh Looky-looky, QU, ooh He be that nigga Breathe, my nigga You can't beat my nigga, ooh Smooth Cooler then the other side of the pillow Or maybe ice cubes in the freezer I'm rough around the edges, call me Brillo I'm droolin over her like I'm teethin She looked me up and down, said "For real, though My nigga, you who I wanna be with" This is so good That sounds so good But are you sure Cause I'm not used to the good stuff happenin I'm so used to everybody laughin Not with me, but definitely at me I'm good though, look I got soul, so I guess I'm a soldier Don't think she a ho, so guess I'ma hold her She feels so good But she's bad Badd But bad for me Feeling like Muhammad Ali Need a Badd Bitch to run the hive, that's a Queen B J in her hand before we catch Z's She rubbin off on me, so I call her Ivy, ooh Damn, she badd, ooh And she bad for me, ooh And she do it so well She love the free Willy She said "This a whale !" I'm the only meat she eat, cause she prefer kale Skip the meet and greet, shawty dressed to kill Ooh And I can't stop whistlin Should probably start listenin To the little voice in my head as he whisperin "She bad for you" Look, I don't give a "What were you thinking ? Buddy, were you drinking ? Maybe smokin weed and sprinkled cocaina ? Cause this doesn't make sense at all" But it does cause her beauty is blindin And that booty be windin I'm googly eyein She badd But now I'm mad Cause she bad for me, too And that is fugly I'm on my own wave That's why I don't wave I'll be here in first place Probably shouldn't be here in the first place But the nigga found himself thirsty A random adventure on a Thursday I was thinkin about callin her But I didn't And so it began I was all by myself Solo time weekly, it's for my mental health When I saw her eatin with him, I'm like, "The hell ?" Told me she was shoppin with her girls, catchin sales I had two choices, but I only saw one Walked up to 'em like, "How are you, hon ?" Should've seen her face when the table got bumped Caught with your hand in the jar lookin dumb She said, "It's not what you think ! Came to eat by myself, he bought me a drink !" The look on my face, more icy than a rink This ain't the first time, now I'm back on the brink I try not to let it bug me Thought that we had something I thought that she dug me But I was sadly mistaken And that's fugly She bad for me It's good to know