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Surf7 - GOOSE COAT
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Текст песни: Ah
I said, I don't really know you, ****, uh
I don't really know you **** (Jack is on his rank)
**** really phony like bologna, ****
I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, ****
And shoot it like Ginóbili, ****
When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, ****
And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, ****
You act like Omarosa, ****, so I might have to toast you ****
**** always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure
Swing that ball like that **** Wall from the fuckin' Wizards
When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger
Bad bitch, plus she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger
Lil' Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault, lil' ****
Mama kicked me out 'cause I was trappin' after dark with ****
They can't come with me, they like the ants from Noah's Ark, lil' ****
Pop was out there sellin' dog, now he the one that's barkin', ****
But I still got love for him
So you wanna be my wife? Then come fill out this love form
Hustle every day and night, that shit start make me love storm
Stab my back, I know it's fake, ain't no such thing as love thorn
Get some yellow diamonds, tell the jeweler, "Yeah, I love corn"
Ah
And you don't really know about that hustle, tryna get it
Pop whippin' work up in that kitchen, finger-lickin' to the fiends
That's how I started trappin', packets bustin' through my seam
And if I get caught, you see me on a TV screen
I stay down every day, tryna pull up in a Bim' with a beam
Some shit you never seen, I'm doin' everything an old **** dream
I been hopped up in my bag ever since I was a teen
I been hittin' bitches, dub and up, I do that shit with ease
Ah
And I stay in the back of the back, I'm chasin' racks
**** better stay up out my lane or he get smacked
This shit that I'm spittin' on the beat, it's all facts
A **** tried to talk to me about some money, gave him a hat
I got halves, I got wholes, and I still got zones
I'm still gon' take the risk, just pray to God I make it home
Was home alone, I had to learn to cook shit off the bone
Until my sister's grown, I'm still gon' have them **** hit my phone
I heard they tapped his dome, but play it safe now 'cause they got drones
Ain't no fuckin' clone, but I'ma act robotic
Feds at my home, I stay up in control
I'ma play my role, fuck how it goes
I got love for the bros, but I'll never ever love a ho
I stack it up some more, invest in real estate like bustin' 'bows
You can buy it whole and then live off the rent
We call 'em O's and that's forever goals
Yeah, I'm from the bricks, that's all I know, and some bad bitches
Know some **** locked down in the can 'cause **** had switches
That's why my trigger finger glitchin'
That bitch said she needed space, I told that lil' bitch keep her distance
Like Tay-K, I do the race, but millions is my fuckin' finish
Mama call me Popeye like the way I'm stackin' up the spinach
**** stuck on first down, I'm gettin' close, fourth and inches
'Cat growl, but I hop in that Demon and act just like a menace
Keep on talkin' shit, but when the last time that you hit the dentist?
Ah
I said, I don't really know you, ****, uh
I don't really know you ****
**** really phony like bologna, ****
I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, ****
And shoot it like Ginóbili, ****
When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, ****
And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, ****
You act like Omarosa, ****, so I might have to toast you ****
**** always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure
Swing that ball like that **** Wall from the fuckin' Wizards
When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger
Bad bitch, plus she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger
Lil' Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault lil' ****
I said, I don't really know you, ****, uh
I don't really know you **** (Jack is on his rank)
**** really phony like bologna, ****
I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, ****
And shoot it like Ginóbili, ****
When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, ****
And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, ****
You act like Omarosa, ****, so I might have to toast you ****
**** always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure
Swing that ball like that **** Wall from the fuckin' Wizards
When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger
Bad bitch, plus she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger
Lil' Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault, lil' ****
Mama kicked me out 'cause I was trappin' after dark with ****
They can't come with me, they like the ants from Noah's Ark, lil' ****
Pop was out there sellin' dog, now he the one that's barkin', ****
But I still got love for him
So you wanna be my wife? Then come fill out this love form
Hustle every day and night, that shit start make me love storm
Stab my back, I know it's fake, ain't no such thing as love thorn
Get some yellow diamonds, tell the jeweler, "Yeah, I love corn"
Ah
And you don't really know about that hustle, tryna get it
Pop whippin' work up in that kitchen, finger-lickin' to the fiends
That's how I started trappin', packets bustin' through my seam
And if I get caught, you see me on a TV screen
I stay down every day, tryna pull up in a Bim' with a beam
Some shit you never seen, I'm doin' everything an old **** dream
I been hopped up in my bag ever since I was a teen
I been hittin' bitches, dub and up, I do that shit with ease
Ah
And I stay in the back of the back, I'm chasin' racks
**** better stay up out my lane or he get smacked
This shit that I'm spittin' on the beat, it's all facts
A **** tried to talk to me about some money, gave him a hat
I got halves, I got wholes, and I still got zones
I'm still gon' take the risk, just pray to God I make it home
Was home alone, I had to learn to cook shit off the bone
Until my sister's grown, I'm still gon' have them **** hit my phone
I heard they tapped his dome, but play it safe now 'cause they got drones
Ain't no fuckin' clone, but I'ma act robotic
Feds at my home, I stay up in control
I'ma play my role, fuck how it goes
I got love for the bros, but I'll never ever love a ho
I stack it up some more, invest in real estate like bustin' 'bows
You can buy it whole and then live off the rent
We call 'em O's and that's forever goals
Yeah, I'm from the bricks, that's all I know, and some bad bitches
Know some **** locked down in the can 'cause **** had switches
That's why my trigger finger glitchin'
That bitch said she needed space, I told that lil' bitch keep her distance
Like Tay-K, I do the race, but millions is my fuckin' finish
Mama call me Popeye like the way I'm stackin' up the spinach
**** stuck on first down, I'm gettin' close, fourth and inches
'Cat growl, but I hop in that Demon and act just like a menace
Keep on talkin' shit, but when the last time that you hit the dentist?
Ah
I said, I don't really know you, ****, uh
I don't really know you ****
**** really phony like bologna, ****
I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, ****
And shoot it like Ginóbili, ****
When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, ****
And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, ****
You act like Omarosa, ****, so I might have to toast you ****
**** always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure
Swing that ball like that **** Wall from the fuckin' Wizards
When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger
Bad bitch, plus she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger
Lil' Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault lil' ****
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