Just another lonely night stuck in this hotel

The hallways quiet and the lobby is so empty

Broke that seal in the mini bar in my room

Looking for a lady to come spend time with me

She's sending me pictures to my iPhone

I can't lie girl, I am so impressed

Come show me how you get into your zone

See you in an hour, here's my hotel address

She brought a bottle of Jack D, oh my

Now that's one less thing I gotta go buy

She got a leather jacket and a t-shirt

She got cowboy boots and a mini skirt

She rolls up, asks do I mind

Baby I don't mind if you get high

Let's drink and smoke, yeah, that's alright

And tear this room apart all night

Ohh, she got the good love

Ohh, she got the good love

No more leather jacket or a t-shirt

No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt

Ohh, she got the good love

She's a Beretta, no, more like a Smith and Wesson

Pull a Revolver, each bullet loaded with poison

Father, forgive your daughter

she came to me for the slaughter

I took no time for the second guess, I said yes and I oughta

Automatic, the heart's erratic, I'm radical at the radest

And smashin' that ass from the back

and crackin' the packaging of a prophylactic

Fuckin' and suckin', soakin' up a mattress

I'm so in love with this moment, roll up the dope

And pack the bowl and fire it up

Be like cocaine, get wired up

Freaky-deeky-leeky, these sheets are getting tied up

put your feet higher

You can do I'll take you high up

I'm coming up out of a fuckin' pigeon hole

So let's get wicked and kick it

and get a witness for a video

Give me a kiss up on your tippy toes

I'll put your back on the wall

Make you feel like a natural woman

I’m gunnin’, she’s runnin’, I'm gunnin’ until she cummin’

I teach what I preach, come meet the Chief for a sermon

Report back to your friends, give them a survey, a verdict

Give them a grade for the lay, but you ain't gotta encourage

The purrin' kitty cats, cuz if you give it, I give it back

I'm outta the city tomorrow, no need to get attached

Baby, my love is only skin deep

You keep a G, maybe when I come back

I'll see you and be friendly

You got it bad, dont ya baby?

You got it bad, for me

Ohh, she got the good love

Ohh, she got the good love

No more leather jacket or a t-shirt

No more cowboy boots or a mini skirt

Ohh, she got the good love