Goodums - Sammy Virji Remix

Mm-hm!
It's Virji, isn't it?
(Virji, isn't it?)
(Virji, isn't it?)
(Virji, isn't it?)
(Virji, isn't it?)
Listen

Step out, don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums (uh)
I gripped on two, so I cheated
I think that I shouldn't, but know I should've
The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet
Shit, this girl wanted me, I would've
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff
Backshot like douduff

Anytime when a paigons ran in
Them man back whine, 'cause their gyaldem manage
My last bitch weren't bangin', she does bare chattin'
Why she always jamming?
B, I got my young ting bag from early
She was trapped in a jewellery package
Star sign Scorpio, shawty sassy
And of course she damaged

Bells down shows in the O2 Arena
Hop out the car, let me send man Arriba, Arriba
Ten toes step with the new .22, she my new ballerina
Black whip, let's tint out the car
Now you can't see me, your times up, John Cena
See me in the nina, Mamacita
Shawty, she my side chick, Shenseea

Step out, don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums
I gripped on two, so I cheated
I think that I shouldn't, but know I should've
The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet
Shit, this girl wanted me, I would've
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff (ooh)

Step out, don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums
I gripped on two, so I cheated
I think that I shouldn't, but know I should've
The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet
Shit, this girl wanted me, I would've
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff

Backshot like douduff (baow)
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Backshot like-
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff
Backshot like-

My baby girl knows I'm the preacher
I teach her how to boot off like a keeper
Pree for opps then pop up with a teaser
Visa pass, let's fly off to Ibiza
True say, the thug them wanna meet her
Bought the Glock, then pulled up with a Keisha
Posted on the mandem with a creature
Multiplied the bean bags then I link her

She keeps textin' from a distance
No meter, baby, come smoke my sativa
Expensive bitch cah she fleeka
Bougie, so I still link Adaneka
Irish, Swiss and mixed with Dominica
Classy, but I still grip on my beater
He talks about who, Mamacita?
Don't be daft, cah that yutes a deceiver

Step out, don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums (uh)
I gripped on two, so I cheated
I think that I shouldn't, but know I should've
The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet
Shit, this girl wanted me, I would've
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff (ooh)

Step out, don't pree up 'cause that's my goodums
I gripped on two, so I cheated
I think that I shouldn't, but know I should've
The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet
Shit, this girl wanted me, I would've
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff

Backshot like douduff (baow)
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Backshot like-
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff

Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Uh, uh
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Uh, uh
Backshot like bouduff (baow)
Uh, uh
Backshot like-
I would've put it all in her back like boduff, wouduff
Backshot like- (uh)



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Writer(s): Daniel Richie Lena, Daniel Lena
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