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Sammyboy!
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Damn, don′t fuck with Molly, I ain't Trinidad James
Ain′t rockin' gold, I ain't Trinidad James
Young nigga can′t be playin′
See how I'm alive, how could I complain?
Big Glock, yeah, it′s bustin' her brains
In your mind, yeah, it′s livin' upstairs
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Told my nigga, "Pass the blunt, you holdin′ it too long"
Old niggas makin' songs too long
I'll get a million on a one-minute song
Hit a nigga with a glass bong
I′m smokin′ dope, I don't smoke out the bongs
I don′t really wanna get on your song
I'm sippin′ lean, I don't play beer pong
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I just poured up in a Fanta piña colada
She want a lot and I got a lotta
Fuck that bitch, I don′t got a dollar
Don't ask me, you should ask your mama
Black Casper, Palm Angels
In this all-black, you hit it too
And my outfit say I don't fuck with you
You is not street, you a bitch with an attitude
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Damn, don′t fuck with Molly, I ain't Trinidad James
Ain′t rockin' gold, I ain't Trinidad James
Young nigga can′t be playin′
See how I'm alive, how could I complain?
Big Glock, yeah, it′s bustin' her brains
In your mind, yeah, it′s livin' upstairs
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Told my nigga, "Pass the blunt, you holdin′ it too long"
Old niggas makin' songs too long
I'll get a million on a one-minute song
Hit a nigga with a glass bong
I′m smokin′ dope, I don't smoke out the bongs
I don′t really wanna get on your song
I'm sippin′ lean, I don't play beer pong
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I just poured up in a Fanta piña colada
She want a lot and I got a lotta
Fuck that bitch, I don′t got a dollar
Don't ask me, you should ask your mama
Black Casper, Palm Angels
In this all-black, you hit it too
And my outfit say I don't fuck with you
You is not street, you a bitch with an attitude
Geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body (Watch me geek)
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my body
I be geeked out my body, I be geeked out my—
Writer(s): Donald Ruffin, Samuel Ramos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com