Most these niggas fake
And I wonder why they lie
I been f*ckin stressing
And they wonder why I'm high
They can't pull me over
F*ck the 12 and f*ck the 5
I know he a snake
I ain't never that surprised
Cuz niggas in disguise
It's October all the time
So I cannot relate
I don't know about ya rhymes
Niggas block me off
Cuz they know im gon shine
Let em know there ain't no hoe shit
I'm on go about mine
Tell these bitches
I ain't givin a f*ck
Drive a hunnit to the pussy
Tell her get in the truck
I don't take her out to eat
She ain't gettin a buck
And I tell her if we f*ck
Can't guarantee her a nut
I'm creepin wit her best friend
My niggas ran down
So I'm bouta be the next in
Bitch I ball
Swish
Tell em put the nets in
These birds chirping
They gon f*ck you wer they nesting
That's ya girl?
Damn she sucked me where you resting
Drunk dialing
Like you tryna watch some wrestling
Don't get to stressing
Nigga I'm jus messing
But you should be safe
And still find out who she texting
Wooskee
I'm out for the night
My phone get a light
She tryn get right
I tell her might
I tell her iight
I give her the pipe
You mister polite
I diss her
Dissmiss her
Don't kiss her goodnight
These bitches is trife
Like suckin n f*ckin
The mission of life
Cuz
These niggas lie
He switching sides
Couldn't be me
I stick wit my pride
She want the D
I dig in her thighs
Who bigger then I
My niggas ride
Til your niggas die
My Shawdy French
And nigga I'm fried
You on the bench
You sit on the side
My bro got the wrench
And he tryna slide
Done wit the lies
Done gettin fried
Nigga I lied
I'm bakin the pies
Wooskee on go
I switch up the flows
I just got ya hoe
And she tryna blow
So
Tell her to come
And I made her come
And I made her run
Giving me head til she dumb
I'm tryna licker
It taste like a snickers
And I did not pick her
But I had to stick her
Cuz
Wooskee a G
What do you know about me
I just been blowin da trees
You can't see me like 3D
Get on ya shades
These niggas throw fade
And I got the glade
These niggas is bugs I need raid
Cuz
Most these niggas fake
Ain't no wonder why they lie
2 blunts to the face
So you know a nigga high
Niggas steady hating
Like they bouta get a prize
And his girlfriend is da shake
And a nigga need da fries
Woo$kee - Fake Lyrics
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Most these niggas fake
And I wonder why they lie
I been f*ckin stressing
And they wonder why I'm high
They can't pull me over
F*ck the 12 and f*ck the 5
I know he a snake
I ain't never that surprised
Cuz niggas in disguise
It's October all the time
So I cannot relate
I don't know about ya rhymes
Niggas block me off
Cuz they know im gon shine
Let em know there ain't no hoe shit
I'm on go about mine
Tell these bitches
I ain't givin a f*ck
Drive a hunnit to the pussy
Tell her get in the truck
I don't take her out to eat
She ain't gettin a buck
And I tell her if we f*ck
Can't guarantee her a nut
I'm creepin wit her best friend
My niggas ran down
So I'm bouta be the next in
Bitch I ball
Swish
Tell em put the nets in
These birds chirping
They gon f*ck you wer they nesting
That's ya girl?
Damn she sucked me where you resting
Drunk dialing
Like you tryna watch some wrestling
Don't get to stressing
Nigga I'm jus messing
But you should be safe
And still find out who she texting
Wooskee
I'm out for the night
My phone get a light
She tryn get right
I tell her might
I tell her iight
I give her the pipe
You mister polite
I diss her
Dissmiss her
Don't kiss her goodnight
These bitches is trife
Like suckin n f*ckin
The mission of life
Cuz
These niggas lie
He switching sides
Couldn't be me
I stick wit my pride
She want the D
I dig in her thighs
Who bigger then I
My niggas ride
Til your niggas die
My Shawdy French
And nigga I'm fried
You on the bench
You sit on the side
My bro got the wrench
And he tryna slide
Done wit the lies
Done gettin fried
Nigga I lied
I'm bakin the pies
Wooskee on go
I switch up the flows
I just got ya hoe
And she tryna blow
So
Tell her to come
And I made her come
And I made her run
Giving me head til she dumb
I'm tryna licker
It taste like a snickers
And I did not pick her
But I had to stick her
Cuz
Wooskee a G
What do you know about me
I just been blowin da trees
You can't see me like 3D
Get on ya shades
These niggas throw fade
And I got the glade
These niggas is bugs I need raid
Cuz
Most these niggas fake
Ain't no wonder why they lie
2 blunts to the face
So you know a nigga high
Niggas steady hating
Like they bouta get a prize
And his girlfriend is da shake
And a nigga need da fries
And I wonder why they lie
I been f*ckin stressing
And they wonder why I'm high
They can't pull me over
F*ck the 12 and f*ck the 5
I know he a snake
I ain't never that surprised
Cuz niggas in disguise
It's October all the time
So I cannot relate
I don't know about ya rhymes
Niggas block me off
Cuz they know im gon shine
Let em know there ain't no hoe shit
I'm on go about mine
Tell these bitches
I ain't givin a f*ck
Drive a hunnit to the pussy
Tell her get in the truck
I don't take her out to eat
She ain't gettin a buck
And I tell her if we f*ck
Can't guarantee her a nut
I'm creepin wit her best friend
My niggas ran down
So I'm bouta be the next in
Bitch I ball
Swish
Tell em put the nets in
These birds chirping
They gon f*ck you wer they nesting
That's ya girl?
Damn she sucked me where you resting
Drunk dialing
Like you tryna watch some wrestling
Don't get to stressing
Nigga I'm jus messing
But you should be safe
And still find out who she texting
Wooskee
I'm out for the night
My phone get a light
She tryn get right
I tell her might
I tell her iight
I give her the pipe
You mister polite
I diss her
Dissmiss her
Don't kiss her goodnight
These bitches is trife
Like suckin n f*ckin
The mission of life
Cuz
These niggas lie
He switching sides
Couldn't be me
I stick wit my pride
She want the D
I dig in her thighs
Who bigger then I
My niggas ride
Til your niggas die
My Shawdy French
And nigga I'm fried
You on the bench
You sit on the side
My bro got the wrench
And he tryna slide
Done wit the lies
Done gettin fried
Nigga I lied
I'm bakin the pies
Wooskee on go
I switch up the flows
I just got ya hoe
And she tryna blow
So
Tell her to come
And I made her come
And I made her run
Giving me head til she dumb
I'm tryna licker
It taste like a snickers
And I did not pick her
But I had to stick her
Cuz
Wooskee a G
What do you know about me
I just been blowin da trees
You can't see me like 3D
Get on ya shades
These niggas throw fade
And I got the glade
These niggas is bugs I need raid
Cuz
Most these niggas fake
Ain't no wonder why they lie
2 blunts to the face
So you know a nigga high
Niggas steady hating
Like they bouta get a prize
And his girlfriend is da shake
And a nigga need da fries
Writer: Woo$kee
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