fbg duck – tweakin lyrics
[fbg duck]
i was coolin’ smokin’ reefer
til i got a phone call from lisa
lisa say she wanna have a threesome
lisa got a friend named keisha
keisha came over and they got to doin’ molly and they start geekin
okay yeah i thought i was tweakin’
so i called my shooter
he’s the one who’ll shoot you for no d+mn reason
lisa p+ssy good, keisha head decent
i shouldn’t’ve popped a molly with them b+tches
now they got me tweakin’
okay that threesome sh+t was decent
til i start thinkin why the f+ck this b+tch just call me for no d+mn reason
she thought she was sneaky
til i came ovеr with that thang pokin’ out my hip it ain’t a beeper
i got juice no beetle
and thеse f+ckin guns that i’m totin’ in the city they are so illegal
i would leave ’em single
i will f+ck yo mom or sister tell ’em hi nice to meet ya
n+ggas be thinkin they sneaky
got the b+tches off the molly now they out they body
caught ’em sneakin and geekin
what the f+ck is you thinkin?
tried to get the prezi, i will let you meet the f+ckin desert eagle
i was coolin’ smokin’ reefer
til i got a phone call from lisa
lisa say she wanna have a threesome
lisa got a friend named keisha
keisha came over and they got to doin’ molly and they start geekin
i thought i was tweakin’
so i called my shooter
he’s the one who’ll shoot you for no d+mn reason
lisa p+ssy good, keisha head decent
i shouldn’t’ve popped a molly with them b+tches
now they got me tweakin’
[trill]
okay i’ma need a beamer
call the chauffeur tell ’em i’ma need a driver
we can’t fit in a two seater
f+ck a molly, pour a liter
i got problems, she got answers
drop the top and go bananas while i blow this diesel
you can’t hit my keisha
i can’t f+ck with lisa
lisa got that sh+t that make you keep her
i just can’t believe her, i get ’em cheaper
b+tch i’m fresh from costa rica
off them jets now i got checks for all my peoples
look, brnlbg, real street n+gga like b.g
do this for sump sumpin and meet me
i got gas in the blunt, that’s bp
flew bad b+tches with me that’s three deep
with like three heats and that’s fact
n+ggas got f+cked up then i phoned up
then we both f+ckin that’s that n+gga
[fbg duck]
i was coolin’ smokin’ reefer
til i got a phone call from lisa
lisa say she wanna have a threesome
lisa got a friend named keisha
keisha came over and they got to doin’ molly and they start geekin
i thought i was tweakin’
so i called my shooter
he’s the one who’ll shoot you for no d+mn reason
lisa p+ssy good, keisha head decent
i shouldn’t’ve popped a molly with them b+tches
now they got me tweakin’
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