Lyrics Geneva (We Made It Happen) [feat. Indomie] - Chucks Èhtréppär

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I put on the suit
Come out the loo
I put on the shoot (Shoot, Tuu, Tuu)
Killaman GrHh, Grrh, GrHh, Grrh
I'm killin' 'em PrrHh, Prrrh, PrrHh, Prrrh
I'm pullin' up, pullin' up

Let me drip or let me smoke that shh
And let me get you walkin' on the moon
Lady fuck that shh
And let me get you ballin' 'cause I want you ridin' on dogs
Lady tell me what you see
I see the money comin' comin' when I'm gettin' stoned
Lady fuck me, let me fuck you, let me suck you
Let me get you ugly when you moan

Yeah I'm takin' my time, I'm takin' my time
I'm takin' my time
Yeah I'm trackin' more dime
I'm trackin' more dime, I'm trackin' 'em hard
I'm tryna make more money
And create more time, that make me go hard
They tell me better stop that shh
Ain't stoppin' that shh
Ain't stoppin' that drill

Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it, let me get you poppin'
Let me get you workin' like a walkie talkie

Lady plug it then go trappin' baby
She been trappin' baby
She been trappin' lately

Lady plug it, let me get you poppin'
Let me plug that shh and get you workin' twerk it

I'm out of decisions I'm kinda lost
I let emotions get the best of me
I know if I leave you it might really hurt you
I tried to convince you to love me more

It was nothing but fun that was what it was
But now you tryna take it personal
I knew this won't work if I speak up my mind
So I tried to leave you when I had the chance

Most of these niggas don't know what they want
Lettin' they thang do the thinkin' for them
Instead of bein' who they really are
They're pretendin' to be something that they not
And do you feel what I feel inside?
I gotta be honest 'cause I do not
And That's just how I express myself
Now I'm feelin' sorry 'cause I ain't polite

Better you know how it's gon' be
Than to let them put the blame on me
Makin' money that's whats on my mind
I really wish y'all could understand
If you don't then it don't make sense
Really maybe, I mean what's the point?
You take it or leave it, yo! Pass a joint
Now I'm feelin' good 'cause I'm on a low

I put on the suit
Come out the loo
I put on the shoot (Shoot, Tuu, Tuu)
(Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta) Killaman GrHh, Grrh, GrHh, Grrh
(Tuu-Tuu) I'm killin' 'em PrrHh, Prrrh, PrrHh, Prrrh
I'm pullin' up, pullin' up

I gott'em chips she wants some sauce
I'm tryna paint these pictures
Yeah you know of course
That I'm the shh straight out the loo
No me no source (Yeah)
If you played with us
That means you've met the Lord
(Pullin' Up, Pullin' Up)

Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it plug it
Lady plug it, let me get you poppin'
Let me get you workin' like a walkie talkie

Lady plug it then go trappin' baby
She been trappin' baby
She been trappin' lately

Lady plug it, let me get you poppin'
Let me plug that shh and get you workin' twerk it (woo)

You hear something now?
I ain't hearin' no damn shh man
(Chuckles)
Okay okay okay