Текст песни She Got Me - Geno Santaigo

She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back
She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back

Shawty got that lick, to the tip, when she in my sight
Felt like I've known her all my life
Her frame is bangin' dynamite
My pimpin' got her holdin' tight
60 Hollows swangin' right
The sweetest shit lil mama heard
Smooth as butter, takin' flight
Sexy, got me bent, I'm the shit
What you know 'bout that?
Prolly been with hustlers, bosses
Ain't no tellin' how you act
Put your shit right here
Trophy status, porno man right here
Tell me something good, how's your self?
Do you got a career?
Mindframe in the gutter, word to mother, I wanna attack that shit
Boy meets girl, man we rollin' and we smashin' in that bitch
If I get with this, that right there, gon' get left quick
Gotta get this monkey off my back, cause his sister thick

She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back
She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back

What you thought 'bout that?
Second round, comin' right back
Leave you with that stick, smack that trick, you gon' need an ass
No motion in the ocean, little wave, hit it from the back
Make them nasty noises, bring them horses, put 'em on the sack
Question why you comin' back, spliff and flavor heart attack
I bet them other bitches, wish they ass, suck what we got
Smell you like some bad dope, put you right, out of that
You the type to make them hood rats, make you wanna scrap
Yeah, that, high player comin' in that 19
Word is bond, a nigga trappin' hard, rappin' for the cream
This that new dope shit, flockin' down the street street
Tell me what's the format, cause your body fleekin' in this trick

She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back
She got me fiendin', her body fleekin'
She got me peakin', got me geekin', think I'm freakin'
Players jumpin' off in that, her purse is deep and
Them titties peakin', her body peachy
Shawty cutie, know a player like me gon' holla back