Geek Songtext
von Freddie Dredd
Geek Songtext
I′m sippin' drank, it hurt my stomach, I think I′m about to yack
Got this shit up from my homie and he never ever lack
But this one time, he was trouble and I had to use my MAC
Oh, he must've learned his lesson 'cause he never turnin′ back
Fu-fuck you talkin′ 'bout? You think the Freddie come in blessin′ and finessin'?
With his gun up on his hip, he ain′t just flexin'
It′s a blessing that I'm still alive, I just wanna die
Take a ride in my evil mind, what you see inside?
It is nothing, it is wicked, I'ma make you fuckin′ tweak
You a motherfuckin′ geek, tell me when you hit the P
It is nothing, it is wicked, I'ma make you fuckin′ tweak
You a motherfuckin' geek, tell me when you hit the P
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin′ on my fuckin' time of day
Bitches, bitches always trippin′ on my fuckin' time of day
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
I′ma kill about the bitch, no snitchin' on her, ain′t no way
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
Bitches, bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin' time of day
I′ma kill about the bitch, no snitchin′ on her, ain't no way
Got this shit up from my homie and he never ever lack
But this one time, he was trouble and I had to use my MAC
Oh, he must've learned his lesson 'cause he never turnin′ back
Fu-fuck you talkin′ 'bout? You think the Freddie come in blessin′ and finessin'?
With his gun up on his hip, he ain′t just flexin'
It′s a blessing that I'm still alive, I just wanna die
Take a ride in my evil mind, what you see inside?
It is nothing, it is wicked, I'ma make you fuckin′ tweak
You a motherfuckin′ geek, tell me when you hit the P
It is nothing, it is wicked, I'ma make you fuckin′ tweak
You a motherfuckin' geek, tell me when you hit the P
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin′ on my fuckin' time of day
Bitches, bitches always trippin′ on my fuckin' time of day
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
I′ma kill about the bitch, no snitchin' on her, ain′t no way
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
Bitches, bitches always trippin' on my fuckin′ time of day
Bi-bi-bitches always trippin' on my fuckin' time of day
I′ma kill about the bitch, no snitchin′ on her, ain't no way
Writer(s): Ryan Chassels, Barashkov Ilia Aleksandrovich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
