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kutt calhoun - goldberg lyrics

[verse 1: tech n9ne & kutt calhoun]
kutty, where my clothes at?
i don’t know
where my [?]
and where the h-ll is my 300 dollar throwback?
i don’t know
it was in the tour bus last weekend, for sure bust -ss
if we get dressed and find exactly where these hoes at
and make some goldberg
what the h-ll is goldberg?
it’s makin’ woopy, hit these cookies with this pole (word)
so grab the ‘gnac, relatives so they can sip
and maybe them multicolored vitamins in pockets so they can trip
yeah n9na, i got them pills for the thrills
green, yellow and red’ll get these ‘iancs up out of they heels
to be safe i’m bringing the yay, in case they rowdy and ill
oh man, let’s call first to see how ’bout it they is
now what you say making woopy?
yeah n-gg-, we making what?
that sound like some ugly s-x
but i’m with it if there’s some nooky
i’m ready off one pill, [?]
grab the mack box, so we don’t be shocked in 9 months
we hit the strip, and i can tell they know we ain’t from here
we never say from her, when i’m speakin’ my tongue’s clear
and they listen
don’t swell, my homie said “oh well”
let’s get ’em off [?] and it’s off to the hotel sayin’

[chorus: tech n9ne]
hey, hey, hey, what do you say?
do you wanna kick it or what?
you wanna play? oh play in every way
i’m just a squirrel lookin’ for a nut
we in the hot tub
taking pictures of all these b-tches, makin’ goldberg
now them n-gg-s getting suspicious, he ain’t got love
’cause they know we hittin’ this chick and making goldberg
making woopy with all these b-tches in the hot tub
taking pictures of all these b-tches, makin’ goldberg
now them n-gg-s getting suspicious, he ain’t got love
’cause they know we hittin’ this chick and making goldberg
making woopy with all these b-tches

[verse 2: kutt calhoun & tech n9ne]
everything is kosher, caribou and doja
started taking pictures, naked polaroid exposures
no plans of even trippin’ off your man ’cause it’s over
starstruck off to playas with the future that’s blown up
don’t worry about your girl, cuttin’ with kutt, got it sown up
we endin’ relationships within your area code, bruh
take it to the curb, and drop a couple words
and before you ever heard we goldberg [?]
skeet it, repeat it, your broad really needed it when i
put a booty in the air and i put it right there in the middle of that bang bang, lookin’ at s-x and i really need that
when you bust better let a n-gg- know
where you wanna go?
baby don’t [?] get low
catch you right after the show sayin’

[verse 3: tech n9ne & kutt calhoun]
we stay skippin’, rollin’ with the b-ss h-ttin’
they forever face dippin’, but we never taste kitten
we make the quake quicken and they c-m
lovin’ the drugs, lovin’ the thugs
the alcohol and the guns we
make everyone see
i’m just a plump g
we get some high and liquor, but nothing else from me
from 816 to the 501s and 213
when you making woopy, keep it underground like bun b
making goldberg, i don’t even know her
opposite of sober, and a n-gg- told her
showed her how to put it on a duce soldier
from [?] in new jer’, and a nooka’s new words is like

- kutt calhoun lyrics

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