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Yeah Woah-woah (Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah) Woah-woah I get geeked when I'm alone Double-seal the Perc', my label said that it was strong I can't do no favors, think this bitch gon' do me wrong I just bought a 8 and now that motherfucker gone [?] my haters but that motherfucker wrong I'm in Rick O. I came with my shooter, he'll pop you like some Krisco Cartier, my wrist cold I'm trappin', this my sixth phone Geekin' off some molly, I can't wait to take this bitch home Bitch, why my fits colder? I like my bitches older [?] stick, I'm poled up But I'm perfect to blow up H-Had to break it, that lil' brick shit 'cause I'm gon' be [?] Say I'm geekin' off three drugs but they still want a P I get high when I'm home Bitch it's quiet, on my lone Pull up Benz', check this chrome I didn't get this off a loan She can't even say the name, I got her dressin' in GARÇONS Letras de cancionesTreat that bitch like I'm Mutombo, had to block her off my phone I get geeked when I'm alone Double-seal the Perc', my label said that it was strong I can't do no favors, think this bitch gon' do me wrong I just bought a 8 and now that motherfucker gone [?] my haters but that motherfucker wrong That motherfucker wrong Woah-woah From Letras Mania