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brooks (rapper) - geeking lyrics

[intro]
(wayne)

[verse 1: brooks]
only thing g.o.a.t. is her throat, b+tch love to blow
lil’ cuz love takin’ sh+t, robbin’ all he know
your whole life a d+mn lie, i see your nose, pinocchio (lyin’+ass n+gga)
you wanna have your way, b+tch, stroke my ego
told my n+gga to go long, see how fast the bag can go
told the b+tch she ain’t my main one, but she my favorite, though (you feel me, though?)
i ain’t from the [?][0:19], but i love to showboat
stick tucked, if it’s gettin’ up, just know it’s time to go
who the keys to the trx?
need the money right now ‘fore this sh+t go left (yeah)
see what i’m sayin’? (yeah)

[chorus: brooks]
got this b+tch callin’ back, sayin’ she want my d+ck (yeah, you know what the f+ck goin’ on, yeah)
i’m geekin’ off this pint, give them hoes that fifth
got this b+tch callin’ back, sayin’ she want my d+ck
i’m geekin’ off this pint, give thеm hoes that fifth

[verse 2: brooks]
we some chain+swingin’, ho slayеr, lean+drinkin’ heathens
if she get caught in the wave, it’s like you seen houdini (magic)
these n+ggas washed up, y’all see it
she an angel in the face, but suck d+ck like a demon
the youngin hid his face, that leg shot gon’ leave him breathin’ (yeah)
i’ll go geek boy for no reason (b+tch)
i’ll go geek boy for no reason
[chorus: brooks]
got this b+tch callin’ back, sayin’ she want my d+ck
i’m geekin’ off this pint, give them hoes that fifth
i’m geekin’ off this pint, give them hoes that—
got this b+tch callin’ back, sayin’ she want my d+ck

[bridge: babytron]
ayy
hey (b+tch)
ayy

[verse 2: babytron]
yeah, they drop pinpointed, akhi just sent through the coordinates
everything against me, ball like bow wow out the orphanage
hundred+rounder, if he make it out, he more than fortunate
had to crawl before i flew, you ever heard of metamorphosis?
r.i.p. $cam, my baby had a bin, was punchin’ just like ip man (r.i.p. $cam)
know your role, you a bench player, sixth man (lame)
brodie ever miss a shot, i bet i tip jam
seen dog with a headhunter on the kiss cam
that’s what you call a cornball, dog a big ham
think it’s time to take it off, boy, that ‘fit spammed
never missed a bag threw my direction, probably f+ck around, thought i had six hands
they say it’s in you, not on you, but, sh+t, it’s both for me
expect a fathers day card, dude a clone of me
dude a joke to me, he a roach to me
heard it’s on the floor, sh+t, that’s where it’s supposed to be
[outro: babytron]
sh+ttyboyz, dog sh+t militia, long live $cam
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
prince of the mitten, you know, yeah

- brooks rapper lyrics

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