Lil Kross - Geeked Up

Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Outta my mind yeah I be
Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Fuck up my mind yeah
Haha you know I had to take this shit back
Huh yeaaaaah
Why don't you tell Zakee a story
Hold up
Keep up the pace can't be late
Whatever the world gotta offer I take
Yeah I'm moving too fast call me Michael Jackson
(Heeeeheeee)
Beat it up she wants that satisfaction
I make it happen all day like a Tonton
That's about his cake yeah
O.C.T.G cannot hang with no bozos
Glrrrrrrrr paaaww to your face
Yeah set it off gotta maintain
After the show she finna give me brain
I be on top of the cabinet pants down
Lil shorty be sucking it hands down
Mathematics only make
A young nigga happy for a couple of days
Stacking it up no click bate
I run it up no debate
Fuck what they've gotta say mane
Only be callin' the guap
Only be callin' the guap
I run I don't stop
Your bitty bitch give me top
Savage lil nigga like pops
Pull up and I pop
All of these rats off the block
Cannot take my spot
Yeah I be taking them shots
Ain't scared of the cops
They're bumping my music in Paris
While I'm in a bed full of baddies yeah
We're all geeked up
I've got that white like I'm Hannah
Popping no pills I'm a killa
You gon get clapped like a sucka
You know we straighten it up
Yeah travel the world like I'm Santa
In your city go gorilla
Your bitty bitch I've just met her
She's acting like glitter
On a young nigga bossed up
Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Outta my mind yeah I be
Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Fuck up my mind yeah
Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Outta my mind yeah I be
Geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up geeked up
Geeked up

Written by:
Armand Mandengué

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