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You See The Geekin

 

You See The Geekin

(albüm: Still Kony 2 - 2020)


Welcome to my life this the story of a triumphed ass nigga
Imma kick it at your house and fuck your wife ass nigga
Really dog bitches
Homie ion even call bitches
Automatic hit his house and leave his dawg missing
I'm a level 40 popper anyway you see that geeking on my face fore them heaven gates
Catch a body watch the news that's how we celebrate
And I ain't even want to fuck her so I hesitated

Pop him in his face it's crazy I ain't even medicated
Make a hooker meditate, her baby daddy segregated
We got no relations
Opps what I'm blazing
So much dead opps in this wood I look asian

Welcome to my life this the story of a triumphed ass nigga
Imma kick it at your house and fuck your wife ass nigga
Really dog bitches
Homie ion even call bitches
Automatic hit his house and leave his dawg missing
I'm a level 40 popper anyway you see that geeking on my face fore them heaven gates
Catch a body watch the news that's how we celebrate
And I ain't even want to fuck her so I hesitated

Baby I can't wait to stick my finger in your cake
You chilling out of state like I won't smoke you out the way
Bitch I'm in the street, niggas think I'm selling graze
Pull up on your family gathering and I make a plate, do what I say
I never fuck with a bum bitch too clean for these hoes
Michael Jackson watch me sing for these hoes
I got, daddy issues I be clingy with my pole that's why I never let you go until you help me take a soul, bitch
Ran her like a sink now she play me
Aye, bitch you got no taste you need gravy
I just hit home with this body on a yankee
We bleed different nigga I can't let a hooker date me

Welcome to my life, this the story of a triumphed ass nigga
Imma kick it at your house and fuck your wife ass nigga
Really dog bitches
Homie ion even call bitches
Automatic hit his house and leave his dawg missing
I'm a level 40 popper anyway you see that geeking on my face fore them heaven gates
Catch a body watch the news that's how we celebrate
And I ain't even want to fuck her so I hesitated

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