m.t.n - goofy lyrics
that’s why, cause yur
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
keep it to doubles
don’t f-ck with a b-tch if she ain’t worth the trouble
keep it a hunnid
keep to myself cause i wanna stay off the grid and just keep to my hustle (myself)
hit from the front
hit from the back
that p-ssy wack
it be a stunt
roll up another
p-ss me the blue
don’t f-ck with a brother cause we on a hunt
oh, sh-t, f-ck a, b-tch
suck my, d-ck
we ain’t gon’ switch
oh, sh-t, f-ck, b-tch
sherpa, f-ck, sh-t, b-tch
ay, make a fire sandwich for that dollar sign (that dollar sign)
she want my 16 inch but b-tch i ain’t got time (ain’t got time)
just failed gov because i always came in late (sorry ‘teach)
3:00am, bored, so i m-st-rbate
came off as boujee, bland as a smoothie
b-tch so tight that i came in her p-ssy
king with no gucci
said i was goofy
b-tch do you got a fish in your coochie?
i came around town with that groovy sound
lookin’ like a clown hoe, you better bow down
beat yo’ -ss, pound for pound
lookin’ h-lla washed up, here’s a hand-me-down
i came up out the womb
born as a stoner
d-mn you lookin’ fine
you given’ me a b-n-r
high all the time
i hate being sober
all my brain cells are dead
just like the mars rover
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
pull up with the crew in the hatch back
can’t hang with me inna black jack
mountain is the crew we the rat pack
wipe em out with a mac 10
and it’s matte black
in a private jet hopped out the rover
blowing things up just like the joker
your girl begging me to go slower
she gave me top like a leaf blower
then i hit her next like a lawn mower
i got too many hoes
that’s just how i was raised
i know i’m the goat so i don’t need no praise
told her the her cat is a fountain way it sprays
ask if she likes her face with a glaze
i got my chips no cheddar no lays
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
f-ck b-tches, yeah yeah
that glizzie, yeah yeah
she miss me, yeah yeah
wanna be my queen
p90 is my favorite gun in modern warfare
schools in session mothaf-cka pull up a chair
yuh
i can feel your energy
like a battery
mtn on the track
call in the cavalry
yuh
without the glizzie i don’t know how to act
but mess with us you get the stick and that’s a fact
yuh
ya that’s a fact yur
straight to attack yur
i call your b-tch and then i hit it from the back yur
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