Tsk Tsk
Niggas grown so they know what they doing
I ain't here to tell these niggas right from wrong
Real quick, niggas turn to Tsk Tsk Tsk
I ain't Chris Brown, shawty, I don't kiss kiss
Tryna get geeked, youngin tryna blick blick
That shit don't got nothin' to do with me
On my feet, I count ten toes at least
She make all of 'em curl up when she eat it
Hit from the back to the front to the sideways
Hit it to Usher, I slid in it My Way
Nice and slow how I pull in the drive way
Thought we was friends
But I'm T-Pain in this case
Uh, uh, uh
Uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh
Don't hit my phone up when I'm geeked
Bitch I got two phones like I'm Keem
You don't know which one I keep with me
Well, that depends on what I need
Well, right now, I need my peace
Don't got either one on me
Woo
Broski tryna talk now
I don't need that
Bitch, you know it's Big Spook
Where the freaks at?
Lost me for a minute
But the culture got the geek back (Okay)
Niggas grown so they know what they doing
I ain't here to tell these niggas right from wrong
Real quick, niggas turn to Tsk Tsk Tsk
I ain't Chris Brown, shawty, I don't kiss kiss
Tryna get geeked, youngin tryna blick blick
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