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She Geeked (feat. Tyga & Gucci Mane)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 03.08.2012

We did this shit here for the DJ

[Chorus:]
Saw me pull up in that 458
She geeked
Saw so many other bitches on my dick
She geeked
She couldn't believe my ambiance she love the way I speak
She geeked
She told me take em off she know we in the club
She geeked

[Sean Garrett:]
They use to call me young boy
Bitches call me big boy now
I got my millies and milles up and my visa out
Now the young nigga get the old nigga in a choke hold
Now he askin me more questions than his bitch Coco
And ya know she wouldn't be on me but recession versus money aint the fight that you take when you up against a bank
She geeked
I keep all my receipts
A nigga don't sleep
They gon have to see me free Weezy

[Chorus x2:]
Saw me pull up in that 458
She geeked
Saw so many other bitches on my dick
She geeked
She couldn't believe my ambiance she love the way I speak
She geeked
She told me take em off she know we in the club
She geeked

[Tyga:]
Add it up, Pimp Money, Young Money Cash Money nigga

See raw muthafucker
I'm geeked
Got my uncles rollin wit me
O-Gs
Homie girl say she want me
She freak
But I ain't fuckin with that bitch
She weak
Beep beep who got the keys to my G T
Young G don't I
Do my dougey fresh clean
Sean told me in this world money aint a thing
Its Young Money throwin hundreds
Act like ya want it
She know she want it on that pole
Show me somethin
Show me that pussy pop it panties up drop it into function
This beat got that booty bumpin
She think she seen it all but she aint seen nothing

[Sean Garrett:]
She likes all the things she sees
The cars, the clothes and the jewelry
She don't wanna say it but I know she geeked
Geeked geeked ge-ge-ge-geeked.

[Chorus:]
Saw me pull up in that 458
She geeked
Saw so many other bitches on my dick
She geeked
She couldn't believe my ambiance she love the way I speak
She geeked
She told me take em off she know we in the club
She geeked

Saw me pull up in that 458
She geeked

[Gucci Mane:]
Gucci
Welcome home nigga talk to me

Got her geekin for the freakin
She tweakin I mean she tweak
Flew two friends in for the weekend
I'm humpin the other
Told her she ain't gotta peep it I'm game if they want a threesome
Say I'm man enough for both of em I beat em up got em sleepin
When they geekin off my inkin I'm tatted they wanna read me got her hungry for big daddy
Betta fed her because she greedy
Got a townhouse in Miami behave yaself and you'll see it
Got another spot in Cali so lavish you wouldn't believe it
I'm a teacher yousa geeker
No sneakers I'm wearing creatures
Got game that I'm not playing like baby I'm in the bleachers
Thats your girl thats my people so really this not a feature just a verse to get em geeked up and show them they're not my equal.

Now it's my pleasure to meet ya and greet ya Mrs.
Mona Lisa if you dont know all I'll teach ya your Cleapatra I'm Ceasar
But soon as I freak her I turn her into a geeker fuckin all on the speakers cuz baby girl she so geeked up.

[Chorus x2:]
Saw me pull up in that 458
She geeked
Saw so many other bitches on my dick
She geeked
She couldn't believe my ambiance she love the way I speak
She geeked
She told me take em off she know we in the club
She geeked


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