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Paroles de la chanson GEEKED UP par Yung Fazo
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Walked in brand new clothes, that Balenciaga, yeah
She say I know that she want some Prada, yeah
I can't cuff these hoes, I just got one night, yeah
Codeine, I'm done, when I'm mixing Sprite up
Okay, I'm done, ayy
I'm lit, yeah, legit
Okay, fuck love, ayy
Just give me spits, yeah
Okay, I won
I'm way too rich
Okay, I love the things I miss (Skrrt)
Walked in brand new clothes, that Balenciaga, yeah
She say I know that she want some Prada, yeah
I can't cuff these hoes, I just got one night, yeah
Codeine, I'm done, when I'm mixing Sprite up
Okay, I'm done, ayy
I'm lit, yeah, legit
Okay, fuck love, ayy
Just give me spits, yeah
Okay, I won
I'm way too rich
Okay, I love the things I miss (Skrrt)
We ain't going out sad, I don't worry 'bout who you with
Yeah, you with, you with
I'ma catch 'em outside, yeah, me and gang up that stick
Yeah, that stick, that stick
I'ma do you bad, might buy me a brand new bitch
Yeah, me and twin outside in LA, getting too geeked up
Up, up, up, up
Every time, get up
Up, up, up, up, up, up
I need some love
Love, love, love, love
And she wan' fuck me up
Up, up, up, up, up
But cannot fuck me up
Up, up, up, up
Yeah, you with, you with
I'ma catch 'em outside, yeah, me and gang up that stick
Yeah, that stick, that stick
I'ma do you bad, might buy me a brand new bitch
Yeah, me and twin outside in LA, getting too geeked up
Up, up, up, up
Every time, get up
Up, up, up, up, up, up
I need some love
Love, love, love, love
And she wan' fuck me up
Up, up, up, up, up
But cannot fuck me up
Up, up, up, up
I'm too geeked up, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm way too fried
Uh, yeah, finna roll that blunt
Yeah, gettin' way too high
I ain't pass that shit, huh, yeah
I ain't hit one time
Every time I come through, bitch, I'm poppin', way too fly
I been going all in
I been going all in for you
Look at my pants, boy, that shit say Balenci', you know I ain't rocking no suit or no tie
Sitting back, watching artillery fly
I might just fuck with that bitch, she a vibe
Clutched up, keep them sticks outside
Clutched up, I been uppin' fye
Walked in brand new clothes, that Balenciaga, yeah
Yeah, I'm way too fried
Uh, yeah, finna roll that blunt
Yeah, gettin' way too high
I ain't pass that shit, huh, yeah
I ain't hit one time
Every time I come through, bitch, I'm poppin', way too fly
I been going all in
I been going all in for you
Look at my pants, boy, that shit say Balenci', you know I ain't rocking no suit or no tie
Sitting back, watching artillery fly
I might just fuck with that bitch, she a vibe
Clutched up, keep them sticks outside
Clutched up, I been uppin' fye
Walked in brand new clothes, that Balenciaga, yeah
She say I know that she want some Prada, yeah
I can't cuff these hoes, I just got one night, yeah
Codeine, I'm done, when I'm mixing Sprite up
Okay, I'm done, ayy
I'm lit, yeah, legit
Okay, fuck love, ayy
Just give me spits, yeah
Okay, I won
I'm way too rich
Okay, I love the things I miss
I can't cuff these hoes, I just got one night, yeah
Codeine, I'm done, when I'm mixing Sprite up
Okay, I'm done, ayy
I'm lit, yeah, legit
Okay, fuck love, ayy
Just give me spits, yeah
Okay, I won
I'm way too rich
Okay, I love the things I miss
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