Tytuł: It's All Good

• Wykonawca: Will Smith
• Wyświetleń: 254

It's all good, pop the bubbly, life is lovely
  All sun no rain
  No strain, can't complain
  Pass Hell pain, but no Coumbaya
  Now I Boomshaka-laka-laka Boo-ah-ah
  I got the good life, no strife, real nice
  An I'm a papa my son Trey haha
  An when I'm on tour, he be mad I'm gone
  But then he smile an come runnin screamin "daddy's home"
  Then he hold me, slightly tightly
  Mom, your wish came true-I got one just like me
  My life be so good, so good
  Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good
  Things come to those who wait
  But too late my life's to great to wait
  I wanna, celebrate good times, c'mon
  
  Chorus:
  
  Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
  I'm lovin livin, it's all good
  Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
  I'm lovin livin, it's all good
  Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
  I'm lovin livin, it's all good
  Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
  I'm lovin livin, it's all good
  
  I wake up every morning in the canopy bed
  Slip a kiss to the Miss, you the man she says
  Mirror, mirror, need I call?
  You know, uno, bad breath an all
  Times I been fed up, still didn't let up
  'Stead a doin dirt, did work and kept my head up
  Set up
  For the future, much love to my girl
  North Pole got my butt cold (sittin on top of the world)
  An I'm feelin (so high)
  Touch the ceiling (the sky)
  You say I smile cause I'm on top of the pie
  But yo, the cream can only finance the smile for a little while
  My grin got longevity, got family backin me
  That's why I'm livin happily
  Ever after, love and laughter
  Hussle cause I wants to, not cause I have to
  Ask yourself, who made the polar caps melt?
  FP, the phenomenon, true Don Juan, Jon Blaze
  The Fonz ain't seen my Happy Days
  The track plays, I'm in the shades, singin a phrase
  
  Chorus
  
  They say the clothes don't make the man
  Take my hand
  Watch me freak this
  Ah-mommy's tryin ta creep this
  Tryin to entice me to let it off
  But nah, (why not?) c'mon baby, you saw Set It Off
  Proposition by trio, in Rio
  Menage Trois, down at the Marde Gras
  But nah, my clothes by Versace
  My attitude cocky, the sym- it's Imanyaki
  Like a felon, no tellin what I do next
  I don't front cause I'm paid, but I do flex
  Southwestern, crib like a villa
  Vacation on a mountain in Manilla
  Rhyme spilla, real thrilla
  An it's real clear
  Y'all talkin East and West, I'm talkin hemispheres
  My papa raised no fool
  So many zeros on my check it's like, oooooooooooohh
  
  Chorus to fade