J. Stalin - Weirdo - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Live Wire [Verse 1: J. Stalin] I came in his motherfucker high though Friday night I'm trying to let go Real one, don't confuse me with them weirdos Boxers no Speedos West Oakland where them niggas move kilos Why your bitch wanna fuck on me though I hit it in the bathroom and passed her to P-Lo I play the bar i'm to cool for the dance-floor (dance-floor) I'm a dog like Cujo Don't get me wrong still do the (?) tiptoe There's money on line nigga what they in for (in for) Me I been a G since the get-go Trying out the coochie on like clisco (clisco) I'm a dober she a nympho (nympho) I'm a dober she a nympho (nympho) But little momma you don't hear me tho [Hook: J. Stalin] Bad bitch, she know what i'm in for (in for) Real nigga, flyer than the lid off (lid off) I'm the shit, cause you said so (said so) And your boyfriends a weirdo (weirdo) Bet your boyfriends a weirdo, weirdo Bet your boyfriends a weirdo weirdo And he ain't get no dough (no dough) I rock foreign that's for show though [Verse 2: J. Stalin] I left up out this motherfucker still drunk Henny shots and them cookies ain't no punk I'm in the pen, i'm stackin' paper again You stick out like a sore thumb, we 'round dancers I fit in You kiss her in the face, I leave it on her chin I bagged her and her sister nigga both of the twins Back of the Porsche, back of the Benz Rockin' the car, crackin' the (?) No weirdo shit when i'm gone in the wind Home for a day then i'm gone again I got women to get, nigga money to spend I be up all night then I do it again This little game we play yeah I'm in it to win And if your bitch come around I'ma hit it again Say this little game we play yeah I'm in it to win And if your bitch come around I'ma hit it again [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil June] Ugh, I'm off the molly girl wassup My hand was up her dress on her butt Smooth, I'm too sharp like a tux I pour up the Henn, then I roll up the dutch Ugh, she hella nasty though Bust it open like a nut, pistachio Did her like my player on a rope Got my top blew then I wrote Your boyfriend huck, he a weirdo I keep my circle small like a cheerio Run it back just in case they didn't hear me tho Fuck a tip, gangster shit, nightmare, miracle On 10th street, everywhere i'm 10 deep With 10 freaks, baby both hella cheap Her boyfriend caught her up in a text She turned around and said, "Babe it was only sex" [Hook]
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