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Whoopi Whoopi Whoopi Goldberg
Takin' in the view
Like I'm Whoopi Whoopi Goldberg
Back in the habit
Like I'm Whoopi Whoopi Goldberg

Vs. 1
Don't sleep

Yeah yeah yeah I'm feelin' like I'm goldberg
Um yeah yeah yeah
난 홀로 챔피언 해 like goldberg (hey hey)
내 잭 해머 받아봐 내 피니셔 (yeah)
잭 해머 받아봐 내 피니셔 (hey hey)
잭

player with her, can't go out like Goldberg (Goldberg)
And she gon' feel better, laughing like the Joker (Like the Joker)
Smoking to clear my mental, like

Patrick Swazy
Shooter, Whoopi Goldberg dreads, Jamaican
Haitians

Pronto, bricks be coming blanco
Girls Scout cookies, New York Knick hat
Blue with

puse Goldberg 
Porque cuando aprieto a to' le hace el spear (spear, prr-prr-prr)
Y mira que cojones
Ahora llego a la disco 
Y es como LeBron llegar

Mera remi te sigo rompiendo
Botando fuego como Koopa
Dale gracias a Dios que esto es musical
Si esto fuera Smackdown
Yo fuera Goldberg
Dale gracias

like Joe Brr
Dosu baby rolling smoking shit that make that nose burn
All my 808s hitting 98 Goldberg
Playing with a kitten while I went and bought her

goldbergs
Your girl is a groupie
Yea she said that I’m a bastard

She a little thotty
I don’t do her, she is homework
Make her do pilates
On these beats man,

Let's be not strangers
No more rube goldberg conversations
I'm saving my saliva for intent
Let's be objective
No more rube goldberg solutions

Diamonds in my chain, Whoopi Goldberg
Black as shit
Black as shit, black as shit, black as shit
Black as shit
Black as shit, black as shit, black

fall short 
And a team of pits if you want take me to court 
I got a Lebowitz, a Goldberg, and a Schwartz 
And a desert eagle pistol right there in my my

Never meek
I say it wit' my chest n'
Huh
Movin like I'm Goldberg
Like who next n'
Huh
Zoomin' on my spaceship
Wit' my bredren
Life is sweet
N' yeah

wanna roll but oh so sadly
Grab my pouch and my pouch got candy, woah
Rainbow shit, no Sean O'Malley
Bill that spear, Goldberg not Lashley
I'm creasing,

behöver bara vänta
Du försökte förstöra
Men jag, jag ville inte höra
Att mitt liv, en Rube Goldberg-maskin
Jag är inte fri
Har aldrig varit fri

Står helt

Dr. Hunt
And Dr. Hart
Dr. Tucker
Dr. Goldberg, and the other Dr. Goldberg, and the other Dr. Goldberg
I miss you all
I miss you all
I miss Minimah

Life Goldberg and Five Alive The baby come day alder For me
And she day spend my Money
Ejor arrora rora babe Make You Rora Rora
Pamipamipamipamipami ona

I See Ghost's

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

goes
Give me more, give me more
Yeah I ghost that work
Whip it like Goldberg
Yeah I ghost that word
Heavyweight, Goldberg, I'm a wrassler, ho

Song for Myla Goldberg

The Decemberists

Swords Over Soho

2007

Myla Goldberg sets a steady hand upon her brow
Myla Goldberg hangs a crooked foot all upside down

It comes around it comes around
It comes

a circle, got me looking like Whoopi Goldberg in color purple, let’s swim in the ocean, not talking bout in myrtle, let’s cowgirl race, not talking bout

an der Hand
Keine Identität, Lügen wegen dem Stereotyp
Sofija Goldberg, sie überlebte den Genozid
Michail Goldberg, die Armee kam zu mei'm Großvater

Goldberg's variations had permitted sleep
And the turning in my stomach had awakened me
The dim blue light through my window
Had all but calmed me

I

know you got goalies like goldberg  but these days been a wrestle like goldberg
and the gold in yo mind what yo gold worth  whats the price of this life

swear
They out’cha tryna work it
Like ya do
The way ya take it to the floor’s
A jackhammer, baby
Man, I swear
They ain’t out’cha GoldBerg’n
Like ya do
Ya

Watch your step
When you step up to the plate
Like double check
I'll take two checks to the bank
Counting deads ask who's next
Feel like Goldberg