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tek lintowe - geek dungeon lyrics

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[chorus]
i just caught a dub with some thugs, rock balenci’ (yeah, hey)
i just caught a dub with some thugs, rock balenci’ (hey, yeah)
i just poured it up in my cup, sh+t got icky (yeah)
she pulling up, she sucking on the d+ck, this sh+t got sticky (yeah)
i stab you in your back if i don’t f+ck with you like ricky (f+ck ’em)
i can’t trust a soul, i keep this stick on me, lil’ bl!cky
i just went and peeled off, gle+ski, ’cause sh+t got shifty
b+tch, i need to geek up, get a lil’ higher or i’ma get a lil’ p+ssy

[post+chorus]
(hey, hey) where the problem at?
(hey, hey) i’m spinning off these percs like i’m a laundromat
(hey, hey) b+tch playin’ with my wood, she a lumberjack
(hey, hey) ayy, i just touched an m but i doublеd that

[verse]
we heard you was snitching, yeah, how you proud of that? (ack)
i just told lil’ cranky, “b+tch, i’m out of hеre” (lil’ crank)
i’m sipping on this mud, lil’ b+tch, i don’t sip no beer (no way)
what you said? what you owe? (owe)
i’m full of red from head to toe (from head to toe)
yeah, i thought i was dead, had to let you know (you know, uh)
yeah, my demons said, “no, don’t let go”
yeah, diamonds flooded
walking on this beat, then i scrub it
this b+tch went brush her t++th, and she love it
yeah, smoke ’em like some sheets, the clip hold 40’s
my pockets got obese (fat), ginormous
b+tch boy on the cross (cross), i got them forgis
can’t buy you none of this sauce, you couldn’t afford it (no way)
i’m rich ’cause i’m a boss, i been on forbes list (yo)
diamonds glistening, i just flossed (flossed), flossed
seen you walking down the street, yeah, before you crossed
i got k!llers on my team and they get you lost (get you lost)
take a perc, mix with the bean, yeah+yeah, that’s my sauce (that’s my sauce, mix it up)
[chorus]
i just caught a dub with some thugs, rock balenci’
i just caught a dub with some thugs, rock balenci’ (hey, yeah)
i just poured it up in my cup, sh+t got icky
she pulling up, she sucking on the d+ck, this sh+t got sticky (ha)
i stab you in your back if i don’t f+ck with you like ricky
i can’t trust a soul, i keep this stick on me, lil’ bl!cky
i just went and peeled off, gle+ski, ’cause sh+t got shifty
b+tch, i need to geek up, get a lil’ higher or i’ma get a lil’ p+ssy

[post+chorus]
(hey, hey) where the problem at?
(hey, hey) i’m spinning off these percs like i’m a laundromat
(hey, hey) b+tch playing with my wood, she a lumberjack
(hey, hey) ayy, i just touched an m but i doubled that



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