Gip-Nip

Sippin that wok hard
Sip Sip
Sippin that Wok hard
Sippin that wok hard
Sip Sip

Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace
Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace
Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace
Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace

I'm a star
You can see it from a far
Got em cars
Might just spin them on your block
I ain't scared of shit
I ain't scared of niggas
I ain't scared of niggas
That's gonn pretend
I been with my band
Ye we gotta em drums
I been Shootin shit
4 Fun
Got them hunnids
Fuck that ion keep ones
My b too litty
Im bout to lick on her titty
Diamonds on my neck they glitching
Sippin that act I'm in heaven
I keep a strap
Fucking your bitch
I keep a tec
Fuckin yr bitch
I Don't need vest
She bout to suck on my dick
Told her Ion enn stress
She bout to suck on my tip
Told her, her head game a ten
She bout to suck on my dick
Told her, her head game a ten
She bout to suck on my dick
Told her, her head game a ten

Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace
Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace
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Lemme Geek In Peace
Lemme Geek In Peace Bitch
Lemme Geek In Peace



Credits
Writer(s): $tar-toy, Kamohelo Khumalo
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