Good Taste Songtext
von Garth.

Best dressed with an attitude
If looks could kill
I′d be Top five, FBI
From Miami to Brazil

So miss me with the platitudes
I keep it real
I'm worldwide, can′t deny
Got an eye for mass appeal

So let me put you on
I made your favorite song
Running through your mind
Bona fide
Play it all night long

Language can't describe
The way I satisfy
So refined
Every single time I'm on the mic
Gotta hit em with the


With the Good Taste
That′s that good Good Taste
That′s that Good Taste
That's that good Good Taste
That′s that Good Taste
That's good Good Taste
That′s that Good Taste
That's good good

Check the material
It′s Taylor-made
Every thread, opulent
Nine foot du-rag on my braids
Good Taste, no I don't have no shame
Now I just do my thing
When I wink, I know you hear that *ding*

So let me put you on
I made your favorite song
Running through your mind
Bona fide
Play it all night long

Language can't describe
The way I satisfy
So refined
Every single time I′m on the mic
Gotta hit em with the


With the Good Taste
That′s that good Good Taste
That's that Good Taste
That′s that good Good Taste
That's that Good Taste
That′s good Good Taste
That's that Good Taste
That′s good Good Taste

That's that, that's the good good
That′s that, that′s that
That's that good
That′s that, that's that good good
That′s that, that's that
That, that, that