| Shorty bad
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| Slim thick
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| She my drug
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| She my fix
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| And I’m all up in her mix
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| She be mixing with the wrist
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| She the plug
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| She finesse
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| She the one they call the goat
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| She don’t stress
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| She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros
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| So if I gotta choose someone
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| Then it must be her she been here since day one
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess we gon' have to go hit
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| London, Paris, and Montego Bay
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess she gon' have to scream my name
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| Now every time that she come to the crib
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| I’mma break her back like I break that bank
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I guess I guess
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| It’s about time that you get what you need and what you deserve
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| This love been buzzing like bees
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| I’m thinking the end, we been through the worst
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| My sign match your sign
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| I gotta thank God for the universe
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| Ain’t had a nigga like me this is new to her
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| Girlfriends like sheesh, what he do to her?
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| I’m on, yeah I’m on
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| Bless that song
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| Can’t do wrong
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| I see your ass could agree
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| She my right hand no pledge of allegiance
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| Goat yeah she the goat
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| I brag and I boast
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| Niggas tryna pass, wanna take my place
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| 'Til they play dumb I’mma call her «bae»
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| So if I gotta choose someone
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| Then it must be her she been here since day one
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess we gon' have to go hit
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| London, Paris, and Montego Bay
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess she gon' have to scream my name
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| Now every time that she come to the crib
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| I’mma break her back like I break that bank
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| I guess I’mma have to call her «bae»
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| She the goat, she the goat
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| She the goat, she the goat
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| Greatest of all time
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Gucci on all the time
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She the goat, she the goat
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| She the goat, she the goat
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| Greatest of all time
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Gucci on all the time
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| Shorty bad
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| Slim thick
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| She my drug
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| She my fix
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| And I’m all up in her mix she be mixing with the wrist
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| She the plug
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| She finesse
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| She the one they call the goat
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| She don’t stress
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| She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G.O.A.T. , by - Eric Bellinger. Song from the album Eric B for President: Term 1, in the genre Соул