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Tireek Cody
Tireek Cody
Songwriter
Jerimiah Griffin
Jerimiah Griffin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Baby don't you see a goat? Flow holy as the pope Married to the fucking money sorry bitch we can't elope Baby don't you see a goat? At least that's what I hope Cuz I would die for this rap shit And none of that no cap shit I stare up at the moon Feeling like a loon after chug all my juice bitch ima afraid that ima puke Bitch there was no me and you Alone up in my room Wishing that I would die My nigga dreams come true Cuz I'm officially reborn I put em in the morgue Lil shawty wanna snort On that line like a report Said I got it like the store Just tell me what you want She ride me like horse Don't ride me I'm the goat Don't you see me as a goat See me as a goat baby baby baby G to the O to the A to the T to the G is for the green dreams of stackin it high O is for you only niggas making it hot A is the awe that they feel when we seen T is for the taste of the American dream We the goats
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