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letra de tweaker - chief keef

[intro]
i look so coo coo, motherf-cker
smokin on tutu, motherf-cker

[chorus]
all these n-gg-s hating on me cause
my wrist is like a freezer
smelling like loud, i’m a reeker
all black, i’m the grim reaper
whose b-tch this is, she’s a freaker
whose homie is this, he’s a geeker
get yo -ss off the court, sit in the bleachers
i walk in and you know i tweak up for tweakers

[verse 1]
one thousand dollar peacoat, n-gg-
my car a speedboat, n-gg-
we walk up in the party turn into a limo, n-gg-
don’t come for me lil n-gg-
go and find nemo, n-gg-
get your face repo-ed, n-gg-
go to sleep lil n-gg-
yo b-tch want me to save her, i’m no hero n-gg-
call me subzero, n-gg-
how i freeze hoes, n-gg-
these n-gg-s always copying, where the kinko’s n-gg-
you think i own moo and oink with all these meatrolls, n-gg-
call me sosa future all these freak hoes, n-gg-
call me sosa turner how i beat hoes, n-gg-
you know i got the burner got the heat lil n-gg-
if you can’t stand me go take a seat lil n-gg- (bang)

[chorus]
all these n-gg-s hating on me cause
my wrist is like a freezer
smelling like loud, i’m a reeker
all black, i’m the grim reaper
whose b-tch this is, she’s a freaker
whose homie is this, he’s a geeker
get yo -ss off the court sit in the bleachers
i walk in and you know i tweak up the tweakers

[verse 2]
where my food blood?
where my food cuz?
i like mula, don’t like rumors
maison margielas f-ck concords
my nina a tomboy
i ain’t got time for it
go wait in line for it
i’m cooling with my boys
we blow at you and your boys
you say that you’re balling you ain’t got nothing to show for it
b-tch i like driving
what i need a chauffeur for?
the heat on my hip
the f-ck i need a holster for?
cause i got all this bread
that’s why i need a toaster for
don’t know why you love the wh-r-
her p-ssy like open doors
she sit by the fire
i told her, “here go some smores”
she seen that i like her
i give her back, “sir, here go your daughter” (bang)

[chorus]
all these n-gg-s hating on me cause
my wrist is like a freezer
smelling like loud, i’m a reeker
all black, i’m the grim reaper
whose b-tch this is, she’s a freaker
whose homie is this, he’s a geeker
get yo -ss off the court sit in the bleachers
i walk in and you know i tweak up the tweakers

- chief keef

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