tay savage & hardbody lodox - goofy lyrics
[chorus: tay savage]
stop puttin’ the business on the ‘net you gettin’ nat rockhead (twelve)
you ain’t really tied to that, you would have been dead (would have been dead)
have that switchy dress you up, send you with fathead (grrah)
we pushin’ peace, don’t want no beef, we duckin’ big feds (what?)
we don’t even say your name we call you goofy (we call you goofy)
or norbit ’cause your b+tch look like rasputia (ha)
stop callin’ up opps, you want a lead, don’t make excuses (we don’t make excuses)
you done with goofy, come herе baby here go a shooter (hеre go the shooter)
[verse 1: tay savage]
no emotions from a king i think i’m through it (long live lil dude)
they done freed my brother, well shout out c. fluid (free the gang)
no waka flaka but oh let’s do it (oh let’s do it)
don’t play with bookie he up loose screw it (you know that)
when it’s peace you better prepare for war, yeah (prepare for war, yeah)
like kim jong un we into testin’ warheads (testin’ missiles)
if you really want the smoke i come like doordash
and since you really love that b+tch we on your wh0re ass
i hit drexel square and cottage, we gon’ tear it up (sh+t)
don’t you run from us, come here b+tch we fed up (come here)
ain’t tryna hear you ain’t the one who did it, what you say it for? (dyin’)
this not a threat, this just a message, but keep that head up (that head up)
[chorus: tay savage]
stop puttin’ the business on the ‘net you gettin’ nat rockhead (twelve)
you ain’t really tied to that, you would have been dead (would have been dead)
have that switchy dress you up, send you with fathead (grrah)
we pushin’ peace, don’t want no beef, we duckin’ big feds (what?)
we don’t even say your name we call you goofy (we call you goofy)
or norbit ’cause your b+tch look like rasputia (ha)
stop callin’ up opps, you want a lead, don’t make excuses (we don’t make excuses)
you done with goofy, come here baby here go a shooter (here go the shooter)
[verse 2: hardbody lodox]
tay told me hit the booth, he know lil’ bro body got them bombs
i’m in this b+tch high of his work, these dead opps this not no za
i hit that stain i got a call, this n+gga done put bread on my top
4340 we all gettin’ money but don’t gotta pay to k!ll no opps (pay to k!ll no opps)
i been die y before t+streetz got smoked, before lil marc got smoked (what?)
i been die y before that bus stop, boy died in that big ass coat (died in that big ass coat)
my n+ggas playin’ wit’ the gang, mentionin’ names, we up the score
history repeatin’ itself so n+gga, you know what you know
i’m smokin’ zeko in this car (zek’), i’m smokin’ lil marc in this car (b+tch)
you did ten years, how you forget the way i did you in that box?
tay made me give your ass a pass, now you come home tryna rap box
better keep that fat b+tch out the way ’cause i know a n+gga that k!llin’ [?]
[chorus: tay savage]
stop puttin’ the business on the ‘net you gettin’ nat rockhead (twelve)
you ain’t really tied to that, you would have been dead (would have been dead)
have that switchy dress you up, send you with fathead (grrah)
we pushin’ peace, don’t want no beef, we duckin’ big feds (what?)
we don’t even say your name we call you goofy (we call you goofy)
or norbit ’cause your b+tch look like rasputia (ha)
stop callin’ up opps, you want a lead, don’t make excuses (we don’t make excuses)
you done with goofy, come here baby here go a shooter (here go the shooter)
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