"My brother used to make beats in the basement,” says Dash. “When he’d leave the house, I’d steal the beats off of his computer and record them on a karaoke machine.”
Dash began writing raps at 12 years old. By high school, he’d taken on the name “ATL” as part of a four-man rap group called the Blackout Boys. In 2006, the group (which included Dash’s brother) released a mixtape, Recognition, which generated significant buzz around Mill Creek High School. The following year, the already popular Dash – a basketball-playing heartthrob – released a solo mixtape entitled My Turn, further boosting his high school profile. However, the aspiring emcee didn’t begin to take his music career seriously until he became a father at the age of 16.
Good Good Night Lyrics
Roscoe Dash Lyrics
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I swear these 808s and snares make me go insane
Ay hold up baby girl I really wanna know your name
And let me be your Superman and you be Lois Lane
Its showtime like cable, get up on that table
I love your sexy body and I know you love this paper
The bottles coming like they got legs on them
The way I kill 'em man this beat will
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patron
Girl you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
We gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
I got an open palm with cash in it
Ain't competing for MVP
I'm just tryna out do my last visit
Pockets fat like they pregnant
And 'bout to have triplets
I let twenties fly and send good ol' Benji to adlib it (I do!)
Haha, get it
I'm so far ahead
Of my time no c-section
Y'all club, we VIP section
Party bus full of women, like we next
You woulda thought it was a gym the way we flexin'
Line full of sexy ladies tryna get with me
I'm just tryna grand slam like the boy Ken Griffey
And I'm at the bar nine shots no fifty (50)
Fuck it, bring a hundred more
Everybody gettin' tipsy
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patron
Girl you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
We gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
We gon' have one hell of a time
Girl I'm feelin' fine
You know what's on my mind
Give it up (Please!)
This man in my Swisher got me flyin'
This Patron got my mind
Your sexy little body got me stuck, so what's really good
Girl I wish we really could do what we really should
I know your last boyfriend was only really good
Well I'm excellent, a sexual perfectionist
I creep up behind you, leave inside you, no exorcist
That's that extra shit, real long, extra thick
A different type of breed ,a upgrade from that metric shit
The type to make you question all the rest you messin' with
I'm tryna tell you I'm the one to hit the exit with
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patron
Girl you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
We gon' have a good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night (We gon' have one hell of a time)
(And that's what I like to call, a good fuckin' night)
And, and we gon' have one hell of a time
Girl I'm feelin' fine
You know what's on my mind
Give it up
This man in my Swisher got me flyin'
This Patron got my mind
And your sexy little body got me stuck, so what's really good
In Roscoe Dash's song Good Good Night, the artist describes a night full of extravagance and excess, with references to partying, alcohol, and a desire for sexual pleasure. The artist is confident and bold, ordering a hundred shots of Patron and boasting about his wealth and status. He compares himself to Superman and proposes the woman he is interested in to be his Lois Lane. The song is filled with metaphors, including references to currency, pregnancy, and baseball.
Throughout the song, the artist describes his desire for pleasure and the attention of others, with references to his VIP status, his party bus full of women, and his desire to outdo his previous visits. He boasts about his wealth and marks his power by ordering expensive drinks for others. The repeated reference to having a “good fuckin night” suggests that the singer is trying to live life to the fullest and enjoy everything that it has to offer.
Overall, Good Good Night is a song that celebrates excess and pleasure, but also has a dark side as it references the potential for violence and illegal behavior such as drug use. It is a song that speaks to the desire to live life to the fullest, but also suggests the dangers that come with such a lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
How they let me go and get a beat from Kane
I can't believe I was able to get a beat from Kane, this is going to be great
I swear these 808s and snares make me go insane
These beats are so good they're driving me crazy
Ay hold up baby girl I really wanna know your name
Excuse me, miss, I would really like to know your name
And let me be your Superman and you be Lois Lane
I want to be your hero, like Superman, and you can be my Lois Lane
Its showtime like cable, get up on that table
It's time to party! Get up on the table and let's have some fun
I love your sexy body and I know you love this paper
I love your body and I know you love money
The bottles coming like they got legs on them
The bottles keep coming, almost as if they have legs
The way I kill 'em man this beat will
My rapping is so good, it will make people crazy
Make 'em wanna call the feds on me
My music is so loud and crazy that someone might call the police
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patron
I'm buying a lot of shots of Patron
Girl you better get a cup
You better get a cup to drink these shots with me
And once I get you home
And when we go back to your place
Girl you better give it up
You better have sex with me
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night
We are going to have a great night of sex
I got an open palm with cash in it
I have a lot of money in my hand
Ain't competing for MVP
I'm not trying to be the best or compete with anyone
I'm just tryna out do my last visit
I'm just trying to have a better time than last time
Pockets fat like they pregnant
I have a lot of money in my pockets
And 'bout to have triplets
And it feels like I have enough money to have triplets
I let twenties fly and send good ol' Benji to adlib it (I do!)
I'm throwing around twenty dollar bills and having my friend Benji rap on the track
I'm so far ahead
I am very successful
Of my time no c-section
I am beyond my time and don't need a caesarean birth
Y'all club, we VIP section
You are in the regular section of the club, but we are in the VIP section
Party bus full of women, like we next
We have a party bus full of women, like we are the next big thing
You woulda thought it was a gym the way we flexin'
We are showing off our muscles like we're at a gym
Line full of sexy ladies tryna get with me
There are a lot of attractive women trying to be with me
I'm just tryna grand slam like the boy Ken Griffey
I'm trying to do something great, like Ken Griffey hitting a grand slam in baseball
And I'm at the bar nine shots no fifty (50)
I'm at the bar and I just took nine shots, not fifty like some people might think
Fuck it, bring a hundred more
I don't care, bring one hundred more shots
Everybody gettin' tipsy
Everyone is getting drunk
We gon' have one hell of a time
We are going to have an amazing time
Girl I'm feelin' fine
I'm feeling great
You know what's on my mind
You know what I want
Give it up (Please!)
Have sex with me (Please!)
This man in my Swisher got me flyin'
This cigar is making me feel high
This Patron got my mind
This tequila is getting me drunk
Your sexy little body got me stuck, so what's really good
Your attractive body is making me want you, what do you say?
Girl I wish we really could do what we really should
I wish we could have sex because we both want to
I know your last boyfriend was only really good
I know your ex-boyfriend was only okay
Well I'm excellent, a sexual perfectionist
But I am amazing, and very good at sex
I creep up behind you, leave inside you, no exorcist
I will surprise you with sex, and leave you satisfied - no need for an exorcist
That's that extra shit, real long, extra thick
That's above and beyond - I am very well-endowed
A different type of breed ,a upgrade from that metric shit
I am a different kind of man, much better than average
The type to make you question all the rest you messin' with
I will make you question why you were ever with anyone else
I'm tryna tell you I'm the one to hit the exit with
I am trying to tell you that I am the one to leave with
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jeremy Coleman, Torrey Hood, Daniel Johnson, Jeffrey Johnson, Tony Scales, Leon Sylvers
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S Dombrosky
i love this song so much :)
Troy Mays
Best lyrics vid i've ever seen, make more? :D
Zach Smith
This is the New Years jam!
Danita Gibbs
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Mike P
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Isaura Cisneros
this is a bomb ass song! ♥
vididi34
Just played this with the beats!
mason maddie
HOLY SHIT!!!!!!! This song blew my mind!!!
Dustin1427
you did a really good job with the lyrics on this song.. they are timed perfectly and i really like how you changed the style of the font and the back round all and all good job