GOOSE COAT (remix) (feat. Meek Mill)
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GOOSE COAT (remix) (feat. Meek Mill) lyrics

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Ah I said, I don't really know you, nigga, uh I don't really know you niggas (jack is on his rank) Niggas really phony like bologna, nigga I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, nigga And shoot it like Ginóbili, nigga When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, nigga And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, nigga You act like Omarosa, nigga, so I might have to toast you niggas Niggas always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure Swing that ball like that nigga Wall from the fuckin' Wizards When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger Bad bitch, but she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger Lil Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault, lil nigga Mama kicked me out 'cause I was trappin' after dark with nigga They can't come with me, they like the ants from Noah's Ark, lil nigga Pop was out there sellin' dog, now he the one that's barkin', nigga 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 Meek Milly (fuck that) I don't really know you niggas I'm like: Why would I joe you niggas? If I tell G, he gon' smoke you niggas How you think you finna beef with me? You a local, nigga Twenty bitches, thirty thousand feet on the Global with us I just checked my bank account, it look like my Social, nigga You would think I turned my ringer off how I'm ghostin' bitches See me out in traffic with two hoes, I hit both them bitches It's KTB, on 1800, them Vultures with us Them boys get silly, they from Philly, don't approach them niggas Don't give a fuck your bro a hitter 'cause he told on niggas Stilll pass my Richie off, I used to share clothes with niggas I told the bitch that I'm too rich to share hoes with niggas Meek Milly, when it come to watches, I got like three milli' We really be poppin' it to the hoes, you know that we really Play around, put a hole all in your head like you Free Willy Eight-figure nigga, but I'm steppin' off with three billi' Hah Ah I said, I don't really know you, nigga, uh I don't really know you niggas Niggas really phony like bologna, nigga I'ma step back like I'm Kobe, nigga And shoot it like Ginóbili, nigga When I'm on that roll, I'm like a coaster, nigga And I do my push-ups in the mornin' like a soldier, nigga You act like Omarosa, nigga, so I might have to toast you niggas Niggas always talkin' 'bout a bitch, ain't talkin' 'bout no figure Swing that ball like that nigga Wall from the fuckin' Wizards When I get a million, mom house, yeah, it's gon' be bigger Bad bitch, but she always lyin', so I just call her Tigger Lil Marcus grew up in that bad home, that ain't your fault, lil nigga

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