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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Good Girl
Good Girl
Performer
Aliandro Prawl
Aliandro Prawl
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Sherrod Lambert
Al Sherrod Lambert
Composer
Aliandro Prawl
Aliandro Prawl
Composer
Scott M. Carter
Scott M. Carter
Composer
Ishmael Sadiq Montague
Ishmael Sadiq Montague
Composer
Leon Thomas
Leon Thomas
Composer
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Composer
Robert F. Diggs
Robert F. Diggs
Composer
Gary E. Grice
Gary E. Grice
Composer
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Composer
Jason S. Hunter
Jason S. Hunter
Composer
Russell T. Jones
Russell T. Jones
Composer
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Composer
Roger Troutman
Roger Troutman
Composer
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Triangle Park
Triangle Park
Producer
Ism
Ism
Producer
Leon Thomas
Leon Thomas
Producer
Robot Scott
Robot Scott
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Nia "Ivy" Mills
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Times got you down I know you keep thinking bout it I know you can't go without it And you keep tryna convince me That's that st I'm talking bout Got your sister hit my phone talking bout you miss me Like your whole family's against me If they really cared they wouldn't ask me to forgive you After all the shit you put me through And I don't even miss you I just gotta keep it real with you I loved you before Not no more It's the same old shit and I ain't with it You should've never did it I want you to admit it Misery, misery loves company And I just can't fuck with you Your misery, misery loves company And I just can't fuck with you I got myself a shawty I copped by 8th for 40 and I'm about to go get lifted Yes, I'm about to go get lifted I got myself a new one he said He bout to pull up Yes, He about to come and lick it Yeah we about to go get lifted You did me wrong Had me thinking you was right But you was wrong all along You only want me back just to have me back And that shit whack c'mon You gotta live with that chick you chose Trust me when I tell you move on I'm so finished My nigga you old business I loved you before Not no more It's the same old shit and I ain't with it You should've never did it I want you to admit it Misery, misery loves company And I just can't fuck with you (Just can't fuck with you) Ah, Your misery, misery loves company And I just can't fuck with you (Just can't fuck with you) I got myself a shawty I copped by 8th for 40 and I'm about to go get lifted Yes, I'm about to go get lifted I got myself a new one he said He bout to pull up Yes, He about to come and lick it Yeah we about to go get lifted Yeah, misery, misery loves company And I just can't fuck with you
Writer(s): Roger Troutman, Clifford Smith, Jason S. Hunter, Lamont Hawkins, Robert F. Diggs, Gary E. Grice, Corey Woods, Russell T. Jones, Dennis David Coles, Al Sherrod Lambert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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