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Crew Bakk Video (MV)




Performed By: Goose Gone Do It
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Joshua Johnson




Goose Gone Do It - Crew Bakk Lyrics




If it's incentive just make sure that you send me 2 checks
I had to scratch off dying from my list of shit to do yet
I done got addicted to shawty
That pussy to wet
Keep that octane on me you would think I flew jets

Had my mind in yo possession
And you blow that
Getting paper that's my obsession
Thought you knew that
I beat the pussy up wit protection til its blue-black
Ionkno whatever it is
Goose Gone Do That

Call that shit Devine intervention in the making
Pistol on my hip wit extensions
I'm n da matrix
They say I'm bout to blow up this year
Hope I make it
Ain't the type to give up my shit
You gotta take it

Been rollin a 90's baby
Keep pistols they off of safety
Can't brake me Elaine made me
The streets driving me crazy
Ain't no since I'm playin my nigga I'm chasing blue racks
Got the junkies stuck to the dope like where the glue at

And f*ck whatever them niggas told ya because the crew back
Biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
I say the crew back
And biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
Long road before glory
They switchin up you heard the story
Yea I know these hoes gone adore me
You got a 4 my nigga poor me

Up this year
Everything goin up this
Hoop been said I was blow so since it's up then it's stuck right here
I ain't wit the coat tail pulling
Never in my life road dick
He was talking good like was bout a sack but ain't bout shit

Bare face had to fight my case
Straight liquor ion drank no chase
Got Clean raw I love that taste
Bust nuts all on her face
Monkey nuts on the stick
Drip on me I got the juice
Say you trappin out the bag
You flip it fast nigga me too

And f*ck whatever them niggas told ya because the crew back
Biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
I say the crew back
And biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
Long road before glory
They switchin up you heard the story
Yea I know these hoes gone adore me
You got a 4 my nigga poor me
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English

If it's incentive just make sure that you send me 2 checks
I had to scratch off dying from my list of shit to do yet
I done got addicted to shawty
That pussy to wet
Keep that octane on me you would think I flew jets

Had my mind in yo possession
And you blow that
Getting paper that's my obsession
Thought you knew that
I beat the pussy up wit protection til its blue-black
Ionkno whatever it is
Goose Gone Do That

Call that shit Devine intervention in the making
Pistol on my hip wit extensions
I'm n da matrix
They say I'm bout to blow up this year
Hope I make it
Ain't the type to give up my shit
You gotta take it

Been rollin a 90's baby
Keep pistols they off of safety
Can't brake me Elaine made me
The streets driving me crazy
Ain't no since I'm playin my nigga I'm chasing blue racks
Got the junkies stuck to the dope like where the glue at

And f*ck whatever them niggas told ya because the crew back
Biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
I say the crew back
And biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
Long road before glory
They switchin up you heard the story
Yea I know these hoes gone adore me
You got a 4 my nigga poor me

Up this year
Everything goin up this
Hoop been said I was blow so since it's up then it's stuck right here
I ain't wit the coat tail pulling
Never in my life road dick
He was talking good like was bout a sack but ain't bout shit

Bare face had to fight my case
Straight liquor ion drank no chase
Got Clean raw I love that taste
Bust nuts all on her face
Monkey nuts on the stick
Drip on me I got the juice
Say you trappin out the bag
You flip it fast nigga me too

And f*ck whatever them niggas told ya because the crew back
Biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
I say the crew back
And biting on the hand that was feeding you we don't do that
Long road before glory
They switchin up you heard the story
Yea I know these hoes gone adore me
You got a 4 my nigga poor me
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Writer: Joshua Johnson
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