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Goat Video (MV)




Performed By: BoBo
Length: 3:24
Written by: Stephon Bobo




BoBo - Goat Lyrics




What's wrong
Get you whipped on
Pistol whip home
Clip long
Never killem
Teachem them we makem flip stone
Careful who you talkin to on this phone

I feel the come up...
Rising from the dungeon
Reading bout all this
Destruction on my race
It got me buggin
I'm damn there like 1 up...
I came up wit some options n pluggin
For this ruckis
That we prepping for these suckas
So a custom
No discussion
When he rupture
It concussion niggaz

Guess I need to dumb it down for them to get picture

Don't be all up on me like you been around
Buddy spend around
Been clown
Haaan
Look what we spending now
Thats plenty thow
Will she leave you
If yo fendi down
Drawin off my style
Bout to pull up in eeeeee min now
But Any howww
Closing quarters
On these penny prouds
Had to spoil ya
Take the order
Check & Send it out
Touch the crowd
My boa ah nut
He prolly buck crowd
Cuss him out
G tuck it down
We gotta change it now
We not in danger
We ain't no strangers
We the spoken angels...
Everybody in this joint gone leavin bitch wit anger
That ambition game up
I cook this shit and ain't rush
Took a shit and ate lunch
Dez rappers say some stuff...

What...
F*ck...

U can't neva get shit done cuz boa u talk to much
That shit just cost to much
Up In yo phone u playin golf to much
Need to boss it up
Before I cross you up
Understand this here it's more than rap
More than claps
Im just only stating facts
Niggaz wack
I just listen
Play it back
Here that beat play wit that
Go on a date wit that
And just explain how I'm flip the track
Reverse back
N watch that ass clap

Bitch
Think I'm joking
Who you think closer

And I Been tryna stop playing smoking
Like I'm way to focus
I know my skill ain't no maybe ain't no shane Mosley
These rappers got to cozy
Eyes close floaters
Had Showem
He just James poseys
Don't approach me
Tryna coach me
I'm the GOAT
Bow to me
Go get my coat
From the city of Know hope
Police shootouts wit the folks
Black discipline that ah strike
If ass don't know Know ropes
Real members that's gone ride from Jan to December
My city breed cold killers
Ima feed till the winter
I'm grinning

Up At the dinners with yo family
I'm sinning
I'm finish
Why the f*ck you bring me here to begin wit buddy
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What's wrong
Get you whipped on
Pistol whip home
Clip long
Never killem
Teachem them we makem flip stone
Careful who you talkin to on this phone

I feel the come up...
Rising from the dungeon
Reading bout all this
Destruction on my race
It got me buggin
I'm damn there like 1 up...
I came up wit some options n pluggin
For this ruckis
That we prepping for these suckas
So a custom
No discussion
When he rupture
It concussion niggaz

Guess I need to dumb it down for them to get picture

Don't be all up on me like you been around
Buddy spend around
Been clown
Haaan
Look what we spending now
Thats plenty thow
Will she leave you
If yo fendi down
Drawin off my style
Bout to pull up in eeeeee min now
But Any howww
Closing quarters
On these penny prouds
Had to spoil ya
Take the order
Check & Send it out
Touch the crowd
My boa ah nut
He prolly buck crowd
Cuss him out
G tuck it down
We gotta change it now
We not in danger
We ain't no strangers
We the spoken angels...
Everybody in this joint gone leavin bitch wit anger
That ambition game up
I cook this shit and ain't rush
Took a shit and ate lunch
Dez rappers say some stuff...

What...
F*ck...

U can't neva get shit done cuz boa u talk to much
That shit just cost to much
Up In yo phone u playin golf to much
Need to boss it up
Before I cross you up
Understand this here it's more than rap
More than claps
Im just only stating facts
Niggaz wack
I just listen
Play it back
Here that beat play wit that
Go on a date wit that
And just explain how I'm flip the track
Reverse back
N watch that ass clap

Bitch
Think I'm joking
Who you think closer

And I Been tryna stop playing smoking
Like I'm way to focus
I know my skill ain't no maybe ain't no shane Mosley
These rappers got to cozy
Eyes close floaters
Had Showem
He just James poseys
Don't approach me
Tryna coach me
I'm the GOAT
Bow to me
Go get my coat
From the city of Know hope
Police shootouts wit the folks
Black discipline that ah strike
If ass don't know Know ropes
Real members that's gone ride from Jan to December
My city breed cold killers
Ima feed till the winter
I'm grinning

Up At the dinners with yo family
I'm sinning
I'm finish
Why the f*ck you bring me here to begin wit buddy
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Writer: Stephon Bobo
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