That's A Good Look

Papoose... on the Timbaland Track...

Yo timbaland good lookin man... Street Sweepers Entertainment

Now if you got that real ice in ya jewels you off the hook

Real niggaz rock real things, that's a good look

But, if you wearing cubic zirconia and then you put

Fake minks on ya back that's not a good look

[Verse 1]

This is two thousand and five music, live music

Make you wanna lean to the side and drive stupid

I'm roc-a-weared cause I salute it

Them fellas ain't rockin with each other no more this my blueprint

To my the hustlas if you do what you do

And you getting real money man this hooks for you

If you made it out the hood and took ya crew

That's gangsta love, it's a good look for you

To all my independent women if you do what you do

You know dimes with the matching pocketbook and shoe

If you ran into some money and you took ya boo

That's gansterous love, it's a good look for you

Tim put his produce to it

Pap put his Poose to it

It's a new era in rap get used to it

Kay Slay told me just do it how you do it

He said Pap if they spit fire, then you fluid

[Chorus]

If you got that new whip on the road you off the hook

Real niggaz drive real cars, that's a good look

But if a bullshit ass ride is what you push

And you still got spinners, that's not a good look

Two thousand and five a lot gone change

I don't think you muthafuckas know my name (Papoose)

Real niggaz pop those thangs

Neva let another man pop ya chain

[Verse 2]

They call me Pap Dapper Don, cause the Don Dapper

And when Pap pack his long, hit ya brod faster

After Pap bag ya brod, kick ya nat swagga charm

Throw dem black khakis on, never back track I'm gone

Go to war with the pussy like Afghanistan

My weapon is black magic wand

Getting head while I'm driving eyes rolling back tap the horn

Hit ya whip Black I'm gone

Shouldh've had ya hazards on

Know the trap rap alone

Ass, backsnapper Don

Da fast rapper, ass capper, Ass tapper, splash at her, laugh at her

Rat tatter, tat tatter crones

Da cash stacker dat matters Pap's bad as Funs

The pedal to the metal, metal to the chase

I put the rap to the track, treble to the base

Put the charm to that girl that you cheat on hater

Stop now 'fore I keep on later (Preach on player)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Everybody cop jewels from Jacob they off the hook

They all spending millions of dollars to get a look

But I heard through the Grapevine they all getting took

Jacob selling fake ice, that's not a good look

Everybody playa hatin each other they off the hook

As soon as you get your feet in the door they step on ya foot

They play the game but they ain't playin it by the book

Jay the president of Def Jam, that's a good look

Got some many clothes my closet look like a store

Ya'll niggaz is bums, I got closed like a door

Niggaz hate to see me in the lex, the ladies love me

Cause they know I'll put a lean on 'em like bankruptcy

See a weakling playin a crook don't believe him

Believe, achieve, stay focused on succeeding

Open ya eyes realize what you see in

It's not what it looks like, looks are deceiving