Atmosphere - Good Times (Sick Pimpin') Lyrics
This next one goes outTo all the depressed women in the houseWhether you're taking the prozac the zanac or the paxilWhatever the hell they put into that capsuleI want y'all to come up to the front of the stageGrab me A shot of something along the wayPut A smile on the front of your head[CHORUS]Got A thing for the women that dont love themselfSo either loosen up your hair or tighten up your beltThis time, this time is A good timeGood timesGot A thing for the women that dont love themselfSo either loosen up your hair or tighten up your beltAnd this town, this town, is A good townA good time. A good timeYou know while she's sitting by the window, she's waiting for her prince to comeAnd here I am on the opposite side of the room trying to pretend that I'm not that dumbIt goes older told and full of cold, but did I mention that it's well deservedNo let's make A mess, no let's make A baby, no let's make some hell on earthDo you mind if I turn out the lights, if I'm going to be alone I'd rather do it in the darkSo I stare at half of A beer half wishing that the transmission would stay in parShe keeps the music down, so her neighbors don't complainKeeps the drama up, so she doesn't forget the painI keep my ? inside the reactionAnd hide my pride inside of my laughterIt goes[CHORUS]And I'll never forget the day you woke upTo find A whole different world underneath your socksForgot to check your pockets before you the checked the costYes man, I saw the sign, no man I couldn't stopDrop off, now look who got water on the lawnWhatever it takes to calm your tongueIf this livingroom fil
