Good
Mr.Maygreen Lyrics


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Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list)
This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (As Mr. Maygreen... good evening...)
Right about now, I'm about to show you how good we are (I'm in the club, I'm)

(Good), I look so, (good), the car look
(Good), I'm in the hood, and I'm okkkkkk
(Good), the jewels look, (good), the girls look
(Good), they all from around the wayyyyy
(Good), hey there, (good), look at you
(Good), me, I'm just passing byyyyyyy
(Good), look at her, (good), time out
(Good), I think I'll give the game a tryyyyy

Aiyo, my rose was good, plus my face was good
The way I wear my jeans up over my boots is hood
And my cash is good, the grass, spread it out, over the hash is good
The grasp who be hypecast is good
That's the bird that fucked the game up
Cut the head off lames and platinum niggaz, your boy done came up
Got my aim up, favorite bling with a millennium chains
Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings
With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes
You was in love with the pussy, it ain't the same though
'cause I'm good, she's good, so you should be good
Hit her with the stiff one, she callin' me wood
And we don't love those hoes, with they flat butts caked up
And tipped up toes, need an ill plastic surgeon to fix they nose
'cause they shit is too fat like an adidas sole
Don't even touch my gold, I'm good

I know you heard it a thousand times
Not quite like my design
You say that's what you looking for
Gator boots walk through the door, now

(Good) Theodore's good, (good), my team is good
(Good) My robes is good, (I'm so good)
(Good) My moms is good, (good), my style is good
(Good) My queen is good, yeah, come on, (I'm so good)
(Good) The days is good, (good), babies is good
(Good) Wifes is good... uh-huh
(Good) The hood is good, (good), God is good
(Good) Everything is good, come on, let's go

Goose over ice cubes, pass the O.J.
Two light skinned wizzes, want Ghost, on both ways
Come here, sit on my lap, it's not a gat, sugar
Have a seat, don't be afraid to move back
Feel that? You'se a nasty girl
Big butt, slim gut, I'll crash your world
It's not polite to bend over in Starkey face
Sheer lace, fat ass, got want me to taste that
Lodi dodi, with a coke shaped body
And my jewels hang low like my balls in the potty
And I dare ya'll to try to rob me
Theodore you, we got the army
A-Town to Mariner's Harby
Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G.
Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich' kids
Pack heat, like I was pulling out biscuits

I know you heard it a thousand times
Not quite like my design
You say that's what you looking for
Gator boots walk through the door, now

(Good), I look so, (good), the car look
(Good), I'm in the hood, and I'm okkkkkk
(Good), the jewels look, (good), the girls look
(Good), they all from around the wayyyyy
(Good), hey there, (good), look at you
(Good), me, I'm just passing byyyyyyy
(Good), look at her, (good), time out
(Good), I think I'll give the game a tryyyyy

When we on the block bubbling rocks, watching for cops
Holding glocks in and out of the spots, (it's all good)
When we overseas, getting that cheese, whipping the hottest V's
Blowin' exotic trees, playa, (it's all good)
When I'm in the whip, sunk in the six, drunk off the liqs
Pull up, stunting, fronting for chicks, (it's all good)
When we on stage getting them Grammy's, snatching them panties
Jetskiing off the shores of Miami, (it's all good)

I know you heard it a thousand times
Not quite like my design
You say that's what you looking for
Gator boots walk through the door, now

Yeah... told ya'll before, another Theodore Production
This is how we go in the 06 to 07, come on, come on

(Good), I look so, (good), the car look
(Good), I'm in the hood, and I'm okkkkkk
(Good), the jewels look, (good), the girls look
(Good), they all from around the wayyyyy
(Good), hey there, (good), look at you
(Good), me, I'm just passing byyyyyyy




(Good), look at her, (good), time out
(Good), I think I'll give the game a tryyyyy

Overall Meaning

Mr. Maygreen’s song “Good” is a braggadocious track in which the rapper flaunts his good looks, clothing, wealth, and status. Throughout the song, Maygreen emphasizes how content he is with everything he has and how everything in his life is “good”. The song is a celebration of Maygreen’s success and the good fortune he has experienced in life.


The lyrics suggest that Maygreen has a lot of money, sporty cars, and expensive jewelry. He also mentions the attractive women that he sees around him and how they are all from his neighborhood. Maygreen takes pride in his appearance, stating that he looks good and feels good. The song also contains a reference to his team, Theodore, and the areas they come from, emphasizing his community and where he comes from. The song ends on a celebratory note with the rapper explaining that everything is good.


Line by Line Meaning

Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list)
Mr. Maygreen greets the party people, introducing himself as the Wallabee kingpin and acknowledges his presence on the guest list.


Right about now, I'm about to show you how good we are (I'm in the club, I'm)
Mr. Maygreen expresses his intention to prove how good he and his team are, affirming his presence in the club.


(Good), I look so, (good), the car look (Good), I'm in the hood, and I'm okkkkkk (Good), the jewels look, (good), the girls look (Good), they all from around the wayyyyy
Mr. Maygreen recognizes and acknowledges the goodness and positivity around him, such as his looks, car, neighborhood, jewels, and girls.


(Good), hey there, (good), look at you (Good), me, I'm just passing byyyyyyy (Good), look at her, (good), time out (Good), I think I'll give the game a tryyyyy
Mr. Maygreen spots someone who caught his attention and decides to take a chance in the game of love.


Aiyo, my rose was good, plus my face was good The way I wear my jeans up over my boots is hood And my cash is good, the grass, spread it out, over the hash is good The grasp who be hypecast is good That's the bird that fucked the game up Cut the head off lames and platinum niggaz, your boy done came up Got my aim up, favorite bling with a millennium chains Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes You was in love with the pussy, it ain't the same though 'cause I'm good, she's good, so you should be good Hit her with the stiff one, she callin' me wood And we don't love those hoes, with they flat butts caked up And tipped up toes, need an ill plastic surgeon to fix they nose 'cause they shit is too fat like an adidas sole Don't even touch my gold, I'm good I know you heard it a thousand times Not quite like my design You say that's what you looking for
Mr.Maygreen narrates how everything around him is good, such as his appearance, jeans, cash, business deals, lifestyle, kills, women, and sexual prowess. He also mentions his hatred of fake women with altered bodies and vain desires who covet his treasures. He confirms that he's aware that he's heard of people being 'good' a thousand times before, but what he offers is unique.


Gator boots walk through the door, now (Good) Theodore's good, (good), my team is good (Good) My robes is good, (I'm so good) (Good) My moms is good, (good), my style is good (Good) My queen is good, yeah, come on, (I'm so good) (Good) The days are good, (good), babies are good (Good) Wifes are good... uh-huh (Good) The hood is good, (good), God is good (Good) Everything is good, come on, let's go
Mr. Maygreen describes how even their boots are good, and proceed to emphasize on how his team, family, royal robes, style, queen, baby, wife, and environment are good. He culminates by affirming that everything is good with a blissful note of encouragement.


Goose over ice cubes, pass the O.J. Two light skinned wizzes, want Ghost, on both ways Come here, sit on my lap, it's not a gat, sugar Have a seat, don't be afraid to move back Feel that? You'se a nasty girl Big butt, slim gut, I'll crash your world It's not polite to bend over in Starkey face Sheer lace, fat ass, got want me to taste that Lodi dodi, with a coke shaped body And my jewels hang low like my balls in the potty And I dare ya'll to try to rob me Theodore you, we got the army A-Town to Mariner's Harby Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G. Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich' kids Pack heat, like I was pulling out biscuits When we on the block bubbling rocks, watching for cops Holding glocks in and out of the spots, (it's all good) When we overseas, getting that cheese, whipping the hottest V's Blowin' exotic trees, playa, (it's all good) When I'm in the whip, sunk in the six, drunk off the liqs Pull up, stunting, fronting for chicks, (it's all good) When we on stage getting them Grammy's, snatching them panties Jetskiing off the shores of Miami, (it's all good)
Mr. Maygreen engages in explicit sexual talk and praises his jewels and crew. He issues a dare to anyone who tries to rob him and alludes to his crew's reputation and firepower. He narrates how he and his team thrive in different situations such as on the block, overseas, on the road, or at the awards show, asserting that everything is 'all good.'


Yeah... told ya'll before, another Theodore Production This is how we go in the 06 to 07, come on, come on
Mr. Maygreen acknowledges this as another Theodore Production and affirms that this is their style in the 2006-07 period, encouraging the audience to join in the fun.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
Written by: Dennis Coles, Matko Sasek, Rasheem Sharrief Pugh, Ronald Frost, Theo Bailey

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