Good 2 You lyrics

[Intro: Ciara]
One, two, three, four
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh

[Chorus: Ciara]
You my little fav, tryna be your girl (Trying)
When you gon' find another me? (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I can't read your mind, won't you tell me more?
But I think you were made for me (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I want you, you want me
Just don't change
And l'Il be good to you
I want you
Just don't change this lovin' (Hey)
And I'll be good to you

[Verse 1: Latto]
Face down, cheeks up, that's the way I like to f*ck
A-Town, peace up, that's the way I give it up for real (For real)
Like daddy, let me see your grill (Your grill), need a n*gga in the streets for real (For real)
With a ass like this, he can tell I ain't missing no meals (Damn)
You know I don't need you, but I want you
Thought you was player, let me coach you
Baby, they don't know you like I know you
Introduce you to this Southern culture
Sugar, honey, ice tea, just how you like, sweet
Finger-licking good, got me dripping down your white tee
[Pre-Chorus: Latto]
I'm a dime, and n*ggas' twelve the way they out here tryna cuff
I'm his Mrs., we go trippin', give me kisses, gas me up
I can tell how you walk that you him (Him), everything that you do come trim (Trim)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, boy, you my fav 'cause you ain't like none of them

[Chorus: Ciara]
You my little fav, tryna be your girl (Trying)
When you gon' find another me? (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I can't read your mind, won't you tell me more?
But I think you were made for me (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I want you, you want me
Just don't change
And l'Il be good to you
I want you
Just don't change this lovin' (Hey)
And I'll be good to you

[Verse 2: Latto]
Red b*tch, red bottoms, yeah, look good, f*ck better, yeah
If I was you, I'd probably step too (Too)
Lamborghini Huracán Coupé (Skrrt)
He said that I'm his fantasy, he want a b*tch like New New (Uh)
Ain't going back and forth with no b*tches, y'all hoes delulu (Brr)
One time for the housewives, one time for the pretty b*tches going outside
Two times for the hoes finessing (Finessing), popping that oochie na-na
I'm the one, get you a me, money long, long Peachtree
Double C cha-nay-nay me, l'll never let him "Lil' girl" me (Tuh)
[Pre-Chorus: Latto]
I'm a dime, and n*ggas' twelve the way they out here tryna cuff
I'm his Mrs., we go trippin', give me kisses, gas me up
I can tell how you walk that you him (Him), everything that you do come trim (Trim)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, boy, you my fav 'cause you ain't like none of them

[Chorus: Ciara]
You my little fav, tryna be your girl
When you gon' find another me? (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I can't read your mind, won't you tell me more?
But I think you were made for me (Huh? Huh, my baby?)
I want you, you want me
Just don't change
And l'Il be good to you
I want you
Just don't change this lovin' (Hey)
And I'll be good to you

[Outro]
Now don't have me break this thing down for nothing
Now I wanna see y'all on your baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor
Ah
Here we go, oh sh—