Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Geekin, artist - Megan Thee Stallion. Album song Make It Hot, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.09.2017
Record label: CD Baby
Song language: English
Geekin |
Geekin for the week |
You can call me Screech |
I can’t hear my phone when I’m gone |
Hoe quit callin' me |
I don’t ever trip |
Guess that make these niggas fall for me |
Bitch, I mind my business |
I ain’t in it, hoe don’t come for me |
Yeah, yeah |
I’m going hard all week, yeah |
Fucked up I can’t see, damn |
Don’t be scared for me, no |
This shit what I need, ay |
Big ole, big ole, big ole butt |
This is sexy, sloppy drunk |
Dip the bottle in the cup |
Now I’m in here goin' nuts |
I don’t get hungover, drink Henn' like it’s soda |
And my man move that work, knock the head right off his shoulder |
Shake that ass on your friend, and let her friend join in |
And if they really 'bout it, bring 'em both home to your man |
Don’t fuck with me if you’re scary, cos this shit get hit bitch |
Tryna get my booty rubbed after the club, who gon text me? |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week, geekin geekin |
My best friend a stripper |
Big ole booty, walkin' jiggle |
And when we ride together |
Hoe, you better grab your nigga |
Her boyfriend a dealer, he always on duty |
We geekin in the traphouse pourin' 40's on her booty |
Henny on them titties, and Patron on that pussy |
Yeah, you can stay your ass at home if you gon party like a rookie |
Bitch I’m geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week, geekin geekin |
Buck on that dick like a bull |
I’m goin' to work on your tool |
I hang round your neck like a bib |
I’m catchin' all of your drool (aah) |
My sex appeal on a mil |
He call me 'Megan The Meal' |
He tellin' you what he want |
But he get with me and he will |
Windin', grindin' all on your lap |
When I look back, know I control that |
Goin' left to right, while he holdin' on that |
If I move it slow, I bet he won’t last |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week, geekin geekin |
Overdo it, watch a real bitch come kill shit |
Rock lil ass shirts cause my tits big |
Turn a grown ass man to a big kid |
Pop that, pop that, give him eye contact when I look back |
Make his ass lock up like a contract |
Talk to him like Mike, nigga, who bad? |
Work some, twerk some |
See you lookin' at me nigga, like you want some |
Got the big boy bottle, let me pour some |
Bad bitches, line up if you want some |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week, geekin geekin |
Me and my bitch ain’t sweatin' no list |
Come through the back because they insist |
That I, the hottest out now |
Come to the stash, turn it to my boudouir |
You must ooh ahh, when they see me |
Young Tina Snow, H-Town hottie |
Long ass legs like I’m Naomi |
He reaching for my pussy, tryna Donald Trump me |
I hang on your chin like a damn goatee |
I make him go to sleep like I’m Lei Ali |
Your hoe couldn’t make one of me |
And none of y’all hoes can’t hang where I be |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week |
Geekin-Geekin-Geekin for the week |
Geekin for the week, geekin geekin |
Geekin for the week |
You can call me Screech |
I can’t hear my phone when I’m gone |
Hoe quit callin' me |
I don’t ever trip |
Guess that make these niggas fall for me |
Bitch, I mind my business |
I ain’t in it, hoe don’t come for me |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah |