Gooba song by 6ix9ine from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is México, New York, East Coast music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Gooba Meaning
| [[Chorus] I tell a nigga don’t dick ride, don’t blick ride Leave it to the double thick thighs, twin sisters Drop it down and wobble, wobble up, mami booted up She get down and gobble, gobble up ’cause my money up Slide, slide in the Bentley truck-a, the Wraith truck-a Your bestie is a dick sucker, I big dub her As-salam-alam alaykum, you big hater You nothin’ but a hater, hater, clout chaser [Verse 1] Now we catch him at the chicken spot, up a couple chops Pop that nigga with a hundred shots, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta DayDay made that nigga Diddy Bop, cha-cha-cha-cha-cha He thought we was gon’ knuckle up, bitch, I don’t box And these niggas always talkin’ shit, yadda-yadda-ya When you see me, what you talkin’ ’bout, fuck you talkin’ ’bout? Niggas always wanna chase clout, bitch, I am clout Tell ’em get up out my face now ‘fore I grrt Are you dumb, stupid, or dumb, huh? Play me like a dummy, like bitch, are you dumb? Are you dumb, stupid, or dumb, huh? Yeah, you got some money, but you still fuckin’ ugly Stupid, listen When I talk, you better listen We can make him dance, bachata Slide over, do the cha-cha Grrt, bah-bah Make a nigga go adiós Dímelo, mami Fresca, you nasty Flame up, light it They see me and get excited Two step, spin around, so fly, pilot They sick, been hot way before coronavirus Nigga, who did that? Nigga, who did what? Nigga, that’s my shit, don’t bite it , [Chorus] I tell a nigga don’t dick ride, don’t blick ride Leave it to the double thick thighs, twin sisters Drop it down and wobble, wobble up, mami booted up She get down and gobble, gobble up ’cause my money up Slide, slide in the Bentley truck-a, the Wraith truck-a Your bestie is a dick sucker, I big dub her As-salam-alam alaykum, you big hater You nothin’ but a hater, hater, clout chaser [Verse 2] You’re mad I’m back, big mad He’s mad, she’s mad, big sad Haha, don’t care, stay mad Ah-hah, ah-hah, ah-hah Haha, bitch, I’m laughin’ ’cause you big mad See it in your face, cry baby, bitch, you big sad Niggas tweetin’ bout me, got me trendin’, bitch, you big sad Tell me how I ratted, came home to a big bag [Outro] (Jah, ayy, you know that boy)] |
