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wsomo! - goofy! lyrics

(intro)
reefer boy:
(b-tch, what, wait, ooh)

verse 1:
you know that feeling in a restaurant
all the b-tches staring at you like your clothes are off
just because you’re chowing down on filet mignon
let me eat fool, tell me what the f-ck you want
that’s the feeling that i get cause i’m the center of attention
soon all these little rapper boys will wanna get a mention
yall wanna fight, but by fighting you mean fencing
you tap me on the chest, and then ill punch your f-cking neck in
call me the sat, cause yall testing
man i get no sleep i need some rest inn
imma take a little nap inside the westinn
and then ill hit up the ramada with ya best friend
we might take a plane to la and smoke some boof
get a place at the la quinta, make a song with snoop
then we travel to the beach and make the bank go boom
all the sh-t that you could do inside a hotel room

(bridge)
members of wsomo!:
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy

(hook)
max sterling:
new cons, i got fresh kicks
top-down, i’m cruising with a spliff (uh)
gunned down, ya homie took a hit (uh)
you wrong, you know you ain’t slick (ay)

verse 2
joesephsweatpants:
i am on a mission with the glock and the precision, of a maniac, brainiac, got the tack, came to whack
all the ones with hope and their brains intact
all this bullsh-t, can’t take it anymore
drown me in a pool and let the bodies h-t the floor
can’t come in without the keys to the door
this sh-t is rated m because it contains blood and gore
(aw that last part was -ss)

verse 3
throckmorton the skateboarder:
(ooh) f-ck you mean, you big punk–ss hoe
i’ll kick you through my door
what you b-tchin for
i know you want some more
fresh, grow out the flow
gotta let my words soak
for they torch the boat
cause boy, you sinking fast
i know you running today
cops got yo warrant
just smile and wave
you got your fast cars and your pretty face
but your girls’ -ss, is looking mighty concave
seems like im fishing for permission to make, my f-cking living
now im out here sitting, waiting, wishing for the vision
head-on collision with my intuitions, now im seeing different
only wanna make a difference to millions of my minions

(bridge)
members of wsomo!:
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy

(hook)
max sterling:
new cons, i got fresh kicks
top-down, i’m cruising with a spliff (uh)
gunned down, ya homie took a hit (uh)
you wrong, you know you ain’t slick (ay)

verse 4
sam blackmon:
gotta get my money right and smoke this boof
gotta eat this bread like i eat that cooch
i know you want it, gotta take it, gotta get it (yeah)
stressing moms out with me and my friends yeah
i take my time cause you know it counts, yeah
walking in the club like a final bout, yeah
it’s like i’m from the ’80s, don’t play me, pay me and praise me
on god, me and my crew grind, i promise don’t phase me, yeah
gotta beat the best, to be the best you know its facts
started from the bottom, but we’ll be counting racks
yall didn’t know we was playing with cats
scott ill probably steal your boy in your xbox chats
aw sh-t, here we go again
close my eyes and then i count to 10
and if you’re not gone by number 10
i’ll do what the others said and ill punch your neck in yeah

(outro)
members of wsomo!:
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy
we’re goofy

- wsomo lyrics

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