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T Pain - Goat Talk Lyrics

Boop, boop
Boop, boop (Yeah, yeah)
Boop, boop (Pizzle, woo) Yeah, ayy, hey

You ain't know about it, bitch
You know now
(You know now)
They say you gotta hear
It from the G. O. A. T. mouth
(Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that
(That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk, ayy, ayy

Worldwide nigga, but
I'm so South (So South)
They say you gotta hear it
From the G. O. A. T. mouth (Hey)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that) G. O. A. T. talk
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that) G. O. A. T. talk
(Yeah, oh)

They say I need to let
Go of my past
(Of my past)
Told 'em they could kiss
My whole ass
(Whole ass)
At this point, I already
Got the bag
(Yuh)
All y'all niggas chasin'
What I already had
I been the wave, nigga
(Yuh)
I made a whole career off me
Havin' to save niggas
(Yuh)
Then they turn they back on
Me and I forgave niggas
(Yuh)
Now they my sons
I did not sign up to raise niggas
(Nah)
At least behave, niggas
(Nah)
See, I got Grammys on Grammys
I got awards all in my crib
(Hey)
Feed me Houdinis who
Wanted me to disappear
(Hey)
They wanna replace me
How you replace top-tier?
(Hey)
Bitch, you ain't new Pizzle
You just been here for a year

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't tryna stunt
Homie (Stunt, homie)
The gross of your career's
Just a month for me
(A month for me)
I know the last couple years
Been a slump for ya (Slump for ya)
And now you mad that
I got the one-up on ya (One-up)
Yuh

You ain't know about it, bitch
You know now (You know now)
They say you gotta hear it
From the G. O. A. T. mouth
(Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk, ayy, ayy
Worldwide nigga, but I'm so South
(So South)
They say you gotta hear it from the
G. O. A. T. mouth (Hey)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that) G. O. A. T. talk
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that) G. O. A. T. talk
Yeah-oh

They say I need to get back on my shit
(Back on my shit)
I told 'em they could suck my whole dick
(My whole dick)
At this point, I already got it lit
(Lit)
You still tryna do shit that
I already did
I been the truth, nigga (Yuh)
You don't wanna see me go
Off in this booth, nigga (Yuh)
That leap of faith'll get you thrown
Off of the roof, nigga (Yuh)
Respect the O. G. , yeah, you
Know me, who is you, nigga?
(Yuh)
Ayy, what that do, nigga?
(Yuh)
These unoriginal, hypocritical, pussy niggas
It'll hit you when it spit at you
Get it to you the old-fashioned way
Cynical missions for them
Niggas that's actin' fickle
It'll pick a nigga off, you gon'
Listen to what I have to say

Yeah, I ain't tryna stunt
Homie (Stunt, homie)
The gross of your career's
Just a month for me
(A month for me)
I know the last couple years
Been a slump for ya (Slump for ya)
And now you mad that
I got the one-up on ya (One-up)

You ain't know about it, bitch
You know now
(Bitch, you know now)
They say you gotta hear
It from the G. O. A. T. mouth
(Ain't talkin' bout shit)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk, ayy, ayy
(That's that G. O. A. T. talk)
Worldwide nigga, but
I'm so South (So South)
They say you gotta hear
It from the G. O. A. T. mouth (Hey)
(And lemme talk my shit)
That's that G. O. A. T. talk
That's that (That's that)
G. O. A. T. talk
That's that

They say I need to get back
On my rap shit
(My rap shit)
I say they need to get
A fuckin' pap smear, lil' bitch
The greatest of all time
Check my stats, bitch
(Check my stats, bitch)
But you look like Wayne
You sound like Wayne
We gettin' catfished?
Callin' me a has-been
When the only thing I have been

Is everything they haven't been
Looking like my mannequins
Somethin' like some amateurs
I call 'em Tunechi Scavengers
I need to sue they managers
All these lil' robots, do they
Even include the batteries?
Kiss my gluteus maximus
This ain't that and that ain't this
Feel like I been cloned, dawg
I just cut your song off
That shit sound like womp-womp
I just cut some me on
That shit lit like neon

Grammys on my shelf
I know some bitches that
Deserve they panties on my shelf
But they didn't have no underwear
I'm on a planet somewhere else
On a Xan and somethin' else
If these rappers is my sons
As a parent, I have failed
I'm the G. O. A. T
I don't even fuckin' write
But one motherfuckin' quote
Is better than everything
You ever motherfuckin' wrote
That's true, she got a G. O. A. T. tattoo
I got a G. O. A. T. statue
You gotta quote that too
From the G. O. A. T. mouth