[Verse 1: D GooDy]
It's the pussy tooting, music booming, genius homosapien
You should learn about, turn them out like a soda can
Name D GooDy get sharing pussy than the lesbians
Remember growing up always checking out my momma friends
Now that I’m the man guess it's time to do some milf'n
Coming straight for Stacey Dash, after that it’s Oprah's ass
Picture that, strike a jail pose on the GQ
Hella smooth, got the juice, need to see my Bishop
Never lost my faith but ain't been to church in a minute
About a month of Sunday's not figuratively speaking
Messed with this girl who father was a deacon
Swear them church girls dog they be the most freaky
God said be fruitful and I done popped a couple cherries
Tired of these crazy ass lil wild-berries
Trying to find some lemons to banana split up on my dick
Strawberry tongue I'm a drizzle some white chocolate
Not allowed to spit, better drink that shit I must admit
Bust up in that mouth like a suicide attempt
Not a pimp but have to charge you if you keep drinking my kids man
GooDy Jr. down the drain product of some good brain
[Verse 2: Flash Giordani]
We used to steal snacks and soda from the teacher's lounge
Revenge on them for detention, we jumped on their couch
Couple muddy footprints bitch I don't take no shit
We the hooligans, bullies couldn't bully the kid
Man Flash stay the illest, figures that I’m skinny
Cops pull me over, Wayne Brady on these piggies
Keep a quarter ounce for when my dealers hit the drought
My Hampton homies know what the fuck that shit about
Flames look like fall so my joints piled with autumn
Make a soft landing I ain’t hitting rock bottom
Bikini bottom, crazy sex she working on her flips
I never eat but I leave her with miracle whip
It's the smoothest kid, acne ain’t affecting how I do this shit
Keep some fresh tires so my 18's never slip
I ain't with that clown shit, vibing on some 24's
Keep that clock shit for the wrist, call it floss and go
Air Max edition, Nike swoosh when I glisten
With the hooping shorts, something light cleaner than the dishes
Back shots a couple times, put her down for the count
Hopping out the window like Tre and then I burn out
[Verse 3: D GooDy]
A minute 14 seconds on the beat, I’m about to kill it
Feel it like a baby kicking, ain't got no children and I'm almost famous
Amos, snacking on these rhymes
Hella girls, hella dimes
Hella weed, hella dimes
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I'm that nigga from any angle
More bodies than winnebagos
Get bitches like Channing Tatum
Keep fighting until I make it
Until he dead or he fainted like Peter and that chicken
Life's a suicide mission but I'm a go out on the top
All my female fans hot and they know about that sloppy top
I like my girls ass out, weed is my cash crop
Green is all I know, yellow blue, like the Laney's
Toss them panties, hope they Vicky
Tell my private all your secrets, all them feelings you can keep it
Man that THC I need it, smoke until I burn my fingers
Man my roach game the meanest
A can of Raid couldn't beat it, I'm the man Stevie see it
Take your girl and her sisters, laying seeds in the siblings
Look listen and pay attention about to hit you with the goodness
All it really take to make it is a good idea and money
Never had a Plan B because it distract me from my Plan A
All it take is GooDy if you want to make your bed shake
