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Woods - Mr. Nice Guy Lyrics



Woods - Mr. Nice Guy Lyrics




I don't know what they on
I don't know what they on
I just sip my drink and I make my little songs

You don't really want no problem
My flow cold, my squadron
Know my team stay bricked up
Yeah that Wocka Flocka

I'm a young Goof with it
Young dude with it
Got it on lock like I biked to school with it
Who did it?
You know that's me
Don't give a f*ck if your grass green
I water mine 'til an automatic Range parked on my lawn

Say I'm too nice, Mr nice guy
You too nice, Mr. Nice Guy
You too nice, Mr. Nice Guy
Yeah you too nice, Mr. Nice Guy

Yeah, yeah
Man I never really been a kid
Said I never wanna be the shit
But I wake up like this, this
But I wake up like this, this

Na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Tune Ice like Weezy chain
Roll up like the weed they bring
Got a big head
Got a bigger brain
Only one girl
Only one chain 'cause I'm modest

She turned on like a faucet
I'm waiting on my pockets
Heard money trees was coming soon
Then Imma make it rain regardless
My Sound Cloud need a million plays
Learn how to get it, like, a billion ways
Milli-dollar smile, No Billy Gates
But My girl pussy stay Microsoft
Can't see me like lights is off
I dress bummy need Lysol
But I shine bright like light bulb
Don't need sleep, no NyQuil
I make waves you can ride those
I'm a nice guy

Super nice
Riding flows like a Uber driver
I dive in like a scuba diver
I could use a riot
My girlfriend such diva, darling
She the new Madonna
My paycheck could use a comma
I'm a fool around her

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
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I don't know what they on
I don't know what they on
I just sip my drink and I make my little songs

You don't really want no problem
My flow cold, my squadron
Know my team stay bricked up
Yeah that Wocka Flocka

I'm a young Goof with it
Young dude with it
Got it on lock like I biked to school with it
Who did it?
You know that's me
Don't give a f*ck if your grass green
I water mine 'til an automatic Range parked on my lawn

Say I'm too nice, Mr nice guy
You too nice, Mr. Nice Guy
You too nice, Mr. Nice Guy
Yeah you too nice, Mr. Nice Guy

Yeah, yeah
Man I never really been a kid
Said I never wanna be the shit
But I wake up like this, this
But I wake up like this, this

Na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Tune Ice like Weezy chain
Roll up like the weed they bring
Got a big head
Got a bigger brain
Only one girl
Only one chain 'cause I'm modest

She turned on like a faucet
I'm waiting on my pockets
Heard money trees was coming soon
Then Imma make it rain regardless
My Sound Cloud need a million plays
Learn how to get it, like, a billion ways
Milli-dollar smile, No Billy Gates
But My girl pussy stay Microsoft
Can't see me like lights is off
I dress bummy need Lysol
But I shine bright like light bulb
Don't need sleep, no NyQuil
I make waves you can ride those
I'm a nice guy

Super nice
Riding flows like a Uber driver
I dive in like a scuba diver
I could use a riot
My girlfriend such diva, darling
She the new Madonna
My paycheck could use a comma
I'm a fool around her

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
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Writer: Robert Arnold Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Woods
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Robert Arnold Jr.

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