Dweeb lyrics

by

Joey Trap


[Intro]
Haha, stupid-ass dweeb, haha
Two Glocks, dumbass dweeb-ass n*gga
Bawskee, Bawskee
1700 my shotty, 1700 (What?)
You can meet my shotty
(You're a f*cking dweeb, n*gga)

[Chorus]
I got my b*tch finessed by a b*tch n*gga
Blazed up on that ho, now I count big figures
Gang in the drop and we got your b*tch with us
Only smoke one kind of dope, that's boof, n*gga
I got my b*tch finessed by a b*tch n*gga
Blazed up on that ho, now I count big figures
Gang in the drop and we got your b*tch with us
Only smoke one kind of dope, that's boof, n*gga

[Verse]
I just piped up, got the boof in my blunt
30 round drum, I'ma bust at his gut
n*ggas be talking 'bout sh*t they ain't done
What the f*ck you mean you smoking that skunk?
All of my n*ggas be rollin' Frontos
30 round drum, catch a beam to the nose
b*tch, I'm on the block, sendin' shots
Damn, and my cell phone for the pot
Got your baby momma givin' top
Keep bussin' on a n*gga 'til he drop
Colossal, Colossal, Colossal my Wock'
Bawskee the gang, we post up on the block
n*ggas be hating, get hit with the Glock
I want the guap, give a f*ck bout a thot
[Chorus]
I got my b*tch finessed by a b*tch n*gga
Blazed up on that ho, now I count big figures
Gang in the drop and we got your b*tch with us
Only smoke one kind of dope, that's boof, n*gga
I got my b*tch finessed by a b*tch n*gga
Blazed up on that ho, now I count big figures
Gang in the drop and we got your b*tch with us
Only smoke one kind of dope, that's boof, n*gga
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