letra de geekin - travis porter
[chorus: strap]
shawty, i be geekin
got some b-tches for the weekend
i spent a hundred on my pieces
i’m drinking muddy, got me leaning
they say [?] i’m [?]
i’m in designer every season
you wanna find me, i’m in neman’s
i f-ck that sack up for no reason
[verse 1: strap]
they say i’m getting [?], my cup still muddy
my pockets getting fatter, them b-tches still love me
you know i keep the blammer, you n-ggas can’t touch me
you n-ggas can’t bust me, my shooter keep a fully
jewls on my neck, new corvette
ten foreign b-tches, while i’m boarding on a jet
see a [?], n-gga got a problem with the kid, where he at?
i’m riding through the [?]
copped that audemar, like d-mn [?]
bust down a cigar, roll a pound [?]
trap with my entourage, we got weed, codeine and [?]
[chorus: strap]
shawty, i be geekin
got some b-tches for the weekend
i spent a hundred on my pieces
i’m drinking muddy, got me leaning
they say [?] i’m [?]
i’m in designer every season
you wanna find me, i’m in neman’s
i f-ck that sack up for no reason
[verse 2: ali]
see my shoe game, it’s crazy, man
my ho game, it’s crazy, man
i know what they want from me
all them bad b-tches f-cking with li
i’m on a half of one, b-tch, i’m geekin
i got some bad hoes, for the weekend
i’ma drink a little, then have the weed
i’m driving fast, even though i’m on e
come and ride with me, shawty, let’s just see [?]
[?] shawty
i like the way the light hit my diamonds
can you you give me head while i’m driving?
[chorus: strap]
shawty, i be geekin
got some b-tches for the weekend
i spent a hundred on my pieces
i’m drinking muddy, got me leaning
they say [?] i’m [?]
i’m in designer every season
you wanna find me, i’m in neman’s
i f-ck that sack up for no reason
[verse 3: quez]
i’m leaning like a fool, dawg
i’m on that ac, i’m on that juice, dawg
[?] go head and pass the loud
i’m tryna get up there, way past the clouds
my n-ggas geeked, they running round the lobby
they got hoes coming, they got hoes going, they ain’t stopping
your main b-tch wanna chill, ’cause we poppin
no white girl, still popping the mollys
man, i just drove past the police, smoking on weed
me and my n-gga strap just smoked ’bout a whole p
i’m on that drank, can’t sit down, might fall asleep
i’m at the next party, and all the drugs on me
[chorus: strap]
shawty, i be geekin
got some b-tches for the weekend
i spent a hundred on my pieces
i’m drinking muddy, got me leaning
they say [?] i’m [?]
i’m in designer every season
you wanna find me, i’m in neman’s
i f-ck that sack up for no reason
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