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Goda Sri - Dead Weight Lyrics



Goda Sri - Dead Weight Lyrics
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Woah
Woah
Drop that shit
Go
Yuh
Yuh
Give it to em
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My girl is my world
She my little pearl
Psych bitch
You look like a squirrel
She is my beauty
I am her beast
You look like you homeless
Get something to eat
Her favorite is chocolate
I don't give a f*ck
Say what u want
Still a five foot schmuck
Perry aye
Love you everyday
Psych
Bitch what you thought I was gonna say?
You were my trophy on my pedestal
We had chemistry
It was chemical
Don't want your cookie
It ain't edible
Go get your highness up injectable
Hoeing around
She gon think she gon do it
Can't get over me
She think she can prove it
The best guy she had
She know she gon lose it
Untouchable bitch
You the one left to do it
You thought I loved you
Well not anymore
I did everything
To show the remorse
You left me to die
It ain't even force
You finished me
Move to the next course
Bitch tryna flex and
She know she ain't lean
She at the movies
She ain't PG thirteen
She actin so royal
She ain't even queen
Gangbang by these homies
You know what Amine
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
Explain how the f*ck you be blockin me
And I ain't even talkin to you bitch (hey)
Explain how the f*ck you talk shit about me
And still got me stuck up on your mind (bitch)
Explain how the f*ck you be blockin me
And I ain't even talkin to you bitch (hey)
Explain how the f*ck you talk shit about me
And still got me stuck up on your mind (bitch)
You say you workin on yourself
Then you f*cking under the belt
Eventually you gon play yourself hey
Knife gon stuck up on your chest
I don't want you
He's on my mind
I want the colonel
I kiss his behind
Not color guard
He's color blind
Leavin you soon for some
Any time
He want some
What what
Yuh
He want some Any time
Hold on
I ain't done
I ain't done
Imma drop another one
Let's go
Listen listen listen
Ay
He don't want one
He wants the two
You gon get played
You ain't his boo
Drive in a movie
Ain't got a clue
No strings attached
Bitch you so stu
Bid you I not
It ain't even funny
Call you six nine
Cause you are so dummy
He call you up
You in a hari
Charan is carin
With more than one bunny
He don't want one
He wants the two
You gon get played
You ain't his boo
Drive in a movie
Ain't got a clue
No strings attached
Bitch you so stu
Bid you I not
It ain't even funny
Call you six nine
Cause you are so dummy
He call you up
You in a hari
Charan is carin nigga
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
Wah wah
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English

Woah
Woah
Drop that shit
Go
Yuh
Yuh
Give it to em
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My girl is my world
She my little pearl
Psych bitch
You look like a squirrel
She is my beauty
I am her beast
You look like you homeless
Get something to eat
Her favorite is chocolate
I don't give a f*ck
Say what u want
Still a five foot schmuck
Perry aye
Love you everyday
Psych
Bitch what you thought I was gonna say?
You were my trophy on my pedestal
We had chemistry
It was chemical
Don't want your cookie
It ain't edible
Go get your highness up injectable
Hoeing around
She gon think she gon do it
Can't get over me
She think she can prove it
The best guy she had
She know she gon lose it
Untouchable bitch
You the one left to do it
You thought I loved you
Well not anymore
I did everything
To show the remorse
You left me to die
It ain't even force
You finished me
Move to the next course
Bitch tryna flex and
She know she ain't lean
She at the movies
She ain't PG thirteen
She actin so royal
She ain't even queen
Gangbang by these homies
You know what Amine
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
Explain how the f*ck you be blockin me
And I ain't even talkin to you bitch (hey)
Explain how the f*ck you talk shit about me
And still got me stuck up on your mind (bitch)
Explain how the f*ck you be blockin me
And I ain't even talkin to you bitch (hey)
Explain how the f*ck you talk shit about me
And still got me stuck up on your mind (bitch)
You say you workin on yourself
Then you f*cking under the belt
Eventually you gon play yourself hey
Knife gon stuck up on your chest
I don't want you
He's on my mind
I want the colonel
I kiss his behind
Not color guard
He's color blind
Leavin you soon for some
Any time
He want some
What what
Yuh
He want some Any time
Hold on
I ain't done
I ain't done
Imma drop another one
Let's go
Listen listen listen
Ay
He don't want one
He wants the two
You gon get played
You ain't his boo
Drive in a movie
Ain't got a clue
No strings attached
Bitch you so stu
Bid you I not
It ain't even funny
Call you six nine
Cause you are so dummy
He call you up
You in a hari
Charan is carin
With more than one bunny
He don't want one
He wants the two
You gon get played
You ain't his boo
Drive in a movie
Ain't got a clue
No strings attached
Bitch you so stu
Bid you I not
It ain't even funny
Call you six nine
Cause you are so dummy
He call you up
You in a hari
Charan is carin nigga
My wrist gon flex what it do with a mixtape
Remix on this shit
Yea that sure ain't a mistake
Pull up on these homies
Yea I know what his bitch say
You don't want this sundae
But you all up on my milkshake
Your ass so fat
You be shakin up an earthquake
Psych
Bitch you ain't even got a cheesecake
Tryna make love with a homie
He a remake
The prince speaking facts
Let him know
He a real snake
Wah wah
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Writer: Joshua Paragoda Liyana Pathiranage
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Goda Sri
Language: English
Length: 3:33
Written by: Joshua Paragoda Liyana Pathiranage
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