Chief Keef - Tweaker lyrics

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Chief Keef - Tweaker lyrics

[Intro] I look so coo coo, motherf**er Smokin on tutu, motherf**er [Chorus] All these n***as hating on me cause My wrist is like a freezer Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker All black, I'm the Grim Reaper Whose b**h this is, she's a freaker Whose homie is this, he's a geeker Get yo a** off the court, sit in the bleachers I walk in and you know I tweak up for tweakers [Verse 1] One thousand dollar peacoat, n***a My car a speedboat, n***a We walk up in the party turn into a limo, n***a Don't come for me lil n***a Go and find Nemo, n***a Get your face repo-ed, n***a Go to sleep lil n***a Yo b**h want me to save her, I'm no hero n***a Call me subzero, n***a How I freeze hoes, n***a These n***as always copying, where the kinko's n***a You think I own moo and oink with all these meatrolls, n***a Call me Sosa Future all these freak hoes, n***a Call me Sosa Turner how I beat hoes, n***a You know I got the burner got the heat lil n***a If you can't stand me go take a seat lil n***a (Bang) [Chorus] All these n***as hating on me cause My wrist is like a freezer Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker All black, I'm the Grim Reaper Whose b**h this is, she's a freaker Whose homie is this, he's a geeker Get yo a** off the court sit in the bleachers I walk in and you know I tweak up the tweakers [Verse 2] Where my food Blood? Where my food cuz? I like mula, don't like rumors Maison Margiela's for Concords My Nina a tomboy I ain't got time for it Go wait in line for it I'm cooling with my boys We blow at you and your boys You say that you're balling you ain't got nothing to show for it b**h I like driving What I need a chauffeur for? The heat on my hip The f** I need a holster for? Cause I got all this bread That's why I need a toaster for Don't know why you love the who*e Her p**y like open doors She sit by the fire I told her, "Here go some smores" She seen that I like her I give her back, "Sir, here go your daughter" (Bang) [Chorus] All these n***as hating on me cause My wrist is like a freezer Smelling like loud, I'm a reeker All black, I'm the Grim Reaper Whose b**h this is, she's a freaker Whose homie is this, he's a geeker Get yo a** off the court sit in the bleachers I walk in and you know I tweak up the tweakers

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