Goofy Goober Lyrics

Got him runnin' like diarrhea

But shot his ass like gonorrhea

Bullet met his ass like, nice to meet ya

Nigga tryna talk to me like they a preacher

Aye, yes sir

Bitch got the nerve

Got it out the mud so I can play on the turf

Pussy so wet know a nigga had to surf

These niggas be clowns, goofy goober

I don't gotta shoot, cause I got a shooter

He shootin' the clip, made a nigga a blooper

I'm ballin', they say I ain't know you a hooper

Money in my pocket, it look like a fupa

I'm blowin' up, feel like a bazooka

You know me, I could be petty Trying to get this money like I'm Ed and Edd and Eddy

Don't get it twisted, like some spaghetti

I feel alive, no Machiavelli

I'm on the way, yeah, bitch, I'm ready

Want some beef? Better go to the deli

I'm winnin' this game, tic-tac-toe Who won it first? Eeny, miny, moe

Bitch

Bitch, you a hoe

Got so much green, I look like a forest

Got so much green, thought I was a florist

This nigga on bull, I think he a tourist

Sing it right back to the motherfuckin' chorus, like

Aye, yes sir

Bitch got the nerve

Got it out the mud so I can play on the turf

Pussy so wet, know a nigga had to surf

These niggas be clowns, goofy goober

I don't gotta shoot, cause I got a shooter

He shootin' the clip, made a nigga a blooper

I'm ballin', they sayin', I ain't know you a hooper

Money in my pocket, it look like a fupa

I'm blowin' up, feel like a bazooka

Bitch, why is you talkin'? Scooby-Doo

Toxic, like Chris and Blue

She thick, I think it's new

She chocolate, I love the hue

I'm steppin' on these hoes like

Gum on my shoe

Why they always hatin'?

Couldn't find a clue

Aye Aye

Uh,

Yeah

We got the dogs like Corella DeVille I don't think you wanna mess with the gang

StarrDaGoat, I be shinin' so bright Bitch, I'm more litty than all of your chains

I be chillin', but fuck with the guys, get ready

Cause it's goin' down like a drain Uh

Bitch, I'm a star, yeah, they look up to me

They say I'm hard, I do it with ease

Hate when a bitch, always tryin' to compete

Got the gas, like I rolled up to the sheets

Don't do no talkin', that shit for the birds

I don't give a fuck about that shit that you heard

Makin' these bitches mad like Err

But listen, listen, listen

Ayy, yes, sir

Bitch got the nerve

Got it out the mud, so I can play on the turf

Pussy so wet, know a nigga had to surf

These niggas be clowns, goofy goober

I don't gotta shoot cause I got a shooter

He shootin' the clip, made that nigga a blooper

I'm ballin', they said, I ain't know you a hooper

Money in my pocket, it look like a fupa

I'm blowin' up, feel like a bazooka

Aye, yes, sir

Aye, yes, sir