we seem to hide from the youth And I was singing this morning, got touched by the spirit So I wrote it down for the homies to hear it I know God is
Oh what can I do What can I do To make it better, yeah, yeah I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there
Sunday morning Sunday morning without a warning And don't hear that neighbor scream He thinks my house is burning Life is good to me And this Sunday morning
of life! Get into that kitchen and rattle them pots and pans... and you better look pretty god-damned good doing it too or else you gonna lose your good
big they would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts. Oh, my god! There she blows
god! what joy! what bliss! I'm gonna make me a million from this! Every woman in the world will wanna buy one. I can have all the goods manufactures
big they would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, Done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts. Oh, my god! there she blows
While I'm getting ready to face the world Doing what I must do, know sugar Nothing compares to waking up this morning to you Good morning Baby, how
Come on, chop, chop, yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this, hidey ho Well, hello, howdy do, how are you? That's good Who me? Still hot, I still
[Cee-Lo] Come on Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still
Sometimes being angry is the best mood Sometimes seeing you feel good makes me feel even better Sometimes hunger is the best food Sometimes good just ain't good
love, good god With your sugar brown hairs Girl my [Incomprehensible] Where you at y'all With my coolness I roll with my [Incomprehensible] You look so good
No no no That's that's part of the Yeah I got ya good that time, shawty Start over again Everything happens for a reason Good doesn't come without pain
Man I feel good. My life consist of a lotta hard work. I updated my flow, Now that's hard work. Thank God for me. Thank God for you. Thank God for
breathing Oh! My love My darling young son Go rest your weary head And I will pray for good to come Wouldn't it be nice to get away Shout (good) morning
you Now baby I've been thinking 'bout us And I just don't understand How God can make a woman so beautiful So perfect, for a man Cause when I wake up in the morning
's so good, when it's so good, if this is so good, then it's no good!" If this is so good, everybody's so good, everybody's so good, when you're no good