Philly Goats Lyrics

She wanna workout with the goat

Throw that ass back for loaf

I can tell she a pro

I like how she dropped it low

You better be ready to throw some that money

Soon as you walk through the door

Loafed up gone drip head to toe

Paparazzi gone catch every pose

Bring out the mop in this bitch

Every step that I take

It's a mess on the floor

Making it rain

Got em moving the money

It's Like they shoveling snow

Loafed up gone put on a show

Club rocka gone make em throw

I be chasing that cheddar

I'm tryna get better

Just know I got money to blow

It's hot

Bend it over

Throw that ass with no hands

Throw that

Throw that

Throw that ass with no hands

Hold uuppp

Why i see a Nîgga touching ass

With no bands

Hold on

What you doing

In the club

With no bands

By the end of the night

Bandaids

Paper cuts on both hand

I be smacking that ass with both hands

Right left

You would think ima drummer

Ugh

We gone turn up for the summer

Ugh

Loafs hot like the summer

I'm 4 ever loafed up

I be throwing my 4s like Stunna

She wanna workout with the goat

Throw that ass back for loaf

I can tell she a pro

I like how she dropped it low

You better be ready to throw some that money

Soon as you walk through the door

Loafed up gone drip head to toe

Paparazzi gone catch every pose

Bitch I'm loaf

Who the fuck you

I got the sauce

And mf juice

Flow sick

Damn I got the flu

I been getting money with the crew

Fingers cramp

These mf blue

Ima baller baby

All I know shoot

The club rocking

I done blew the roof

All is see is bitches getting loot

I been killing rappers like it's Koo

Throw me any beat

It get the boot

Shoot ya shot lil baby I can hoop

Shoot ya shot lil baby I can hoop

Im single what you tryna do

Me and you baby In the coupe

Where ya friends

My ninjas need a oop

Give me a three sixty

Love the view

She wanna workout with the goat

Throw that ass back for loaf

I can tell she a pro

I like how she dropped it low

You better be ready to throw some that money

Soon as you walk through the door

Loafed up gone drip head to toe

Paparazzi gone catch every pose