Young Thug & Gucci Mane – Geeked Up (feat. Young LA) Lyrics

Young Thug & Gucci Mane – Geeked Up (feat. Young LA) Lyrics
Geeked Up
Young Thug & Gucci Mane (feat. Young LA)
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    "Geeked Up." - Young Thug & Gucci Mane (feat. Young LA)

    Album: Tru Colors
    Track No: 03
    Geeking up with Thug, popping like a cork
    These shoes on my feet, you cannot afford
    This drink in my cup, I went overboard
    These **** got them choppers, shooting at you like a sport
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    Molly tan sand, I taking pictures of my principal
    A foreign class mate, I'mma look her up in literature
    I peek up on her desk cause I heard she got a camel toe
    I found out she was nothing and she want to fuck my vehicle
    Me and lay in presidential suite with fifty fleece
    I got a mansion on south beach like I play with the fucking heat
    So many bitches call my phone my ringtone is a beep
    And I ain't never been a Christian but got racks on my feet
    Wendy Williams, I'm a charger, Imma slow up
    My bitch hot like the sign at Dunkin Donuts
    A hundred for a shave, fuck them designer cuts
    I got on Ferragamo boxers, these designer nuts
    Geeking up with Thug, popping like a cork
    These shoes on my feet, you cannot afford
    This drink in my cup, I went overboard
    These **** got them choppers, shooting at you like a sport
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    Popped up, looking like Batman
    Weed so loud it sound like the ambulance
    That that woo-woo
    Full pocket fat, that that brew brew
    My wrist two scoops, bless these hoes like "hachoo"
    Me and Thugga baby, on my A-Town baby
    I was born at Gravy
    Let's go crazy on em, I been a little hated on
    Heard they been hating on him, I been dranking commas
    Geeking up with Thug, popping like a cork
    These shoes on my feet, you cannot afford
    This drink in my cup, I went overboard
    These **** got them choppers, shooting at you like a sport
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up
    This one here geeked up, this one here geeked up

    Writer(s): Radric Davis & Jeffery Williams.

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