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d goody – wrote this on a plane كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
nautica sweats and a georgia tech tee shirt
rolling around like my legs don’t work
in that gold nine trizzle (93′) lexus gs since i came home from the hospital
i got 3 sisters, 4 brothers
came in this b-tch like i’m running something
i run game on b-tches but now it ain’t no fun
i really like the chase but now they throw it in my face
i just bust my nuts and then i’m out of the jam
another satisfied b-tch who think i’m the man
the ku klux klan couldn’t f-ck with this n-gg-
87 b-tches is a ball park figure my n-gg-
i just roll up dubs, probably won’t catch me popping bottles at clubs
got nieces and nephews who need them funds
uncle goody going to ride for you bets believe
leave my cookout just to smoke some weed
no stems, no seeds, just crushed up leaves
smoking with my old head double og’s
chilling on the porch getting zoned in my seat
now my brain on smoke (cough, cough)
let me clear my throat

[verse 2]
i used to go to school with the white kids
they used to touch my hair and say my shoes cool
i never knew that i would run the new school of this hip hop era, but who else better?
they say my flow need to tighten up a bit
they don’t understand the hidden g*nius in it
they don’t understand the flow, they don’t know my mind
i make music for myself and it sounds fine
i just spit that sh-t, keep kicking flows until i bust my lips
flying to l.a. trying to make that grip
jean short bootys with the ill -ss hips

[verse 3]
nowadays i’m where la cienega and olympic blvd is
with a b-tch that look like lacienega boulavardes
hit them with a flow that sound quite r-t-rded
but it was still hard man, you n-gg-s can’t fade this
the unfaceable d goody with the fresh -ss fade
getting laid every other day around my daddy way
i must say “i just do my thang”
think with my brain and my dingaling
f-ck around and name my son ‘big daddy kane’
some things don’t change, same old n-gg-
type of rapper that’ll ash a couple blunts with you
selling games at gamestop so i can reup
get a bite to eat, and get my haircut
i only text her if her -ss phat
told zach morris that i want my swag back
the black beastie boy in full affect
with a drop of 2pac, pimp c, and some apple jacks
i just get it how i live
i’ll stab a little kid for some sautéed ribs

- d goody

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