Groov (feat. Geekay)

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Luhh Narco

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, come on And they know how I'm bumpin', lil' knockout
I say, yeah, and I made this bitch a lil' kill, dawg
He say, what, what, what, oh my, come on
I just put Tyson in the air and now my head knockin

Bitch, Lil' Kel cut the beat on, I got the head boppin
I just went outside and threw a B and seen a Red Robin
She gon' pull up, eat me, I'm out sleep until her jaw's locked
Step back and do my one-two, I'm finna hit my groove

These niggas speakin' on the gang, I'm gettin' in my mood
I don't feel like chasin' shit today, I'm hangin' out the room
My crib, nigga, always curious, I call him Blue's Clues
I'll be quick to put him on the TV just like Looney Tunes

It take like three words to take this bitch, cause I'm a smooth dude
And some black bitches that's comin' green, I call them Hulu
You a fat nigga, your big ass can't even hula hoop
High on life, steppin' with big feet and got on Lil' Shoes

I can't even bring Lil' Kel around, cause he go cuckoo
They try to lock me up up in that cell, cause I'm a loose screw
If I up this Glocky on you, bitch, you won't know what to do
I'm feelin' like Bob, cause you know Narco a pro with the two

Narco, I heard, givin' free lessons, bitch, come to y'all for skillin
Just got a Trackhawk, I took it off the line
I'm dancin', smokin' Malinda, man, that shit punchin' my top
No, I can't f*ck with your hoe, she gettin' mad, cause she a bopper

I ain't even trust the shit, I fell in love with my Glock, nigga, y'all
Ooh, bitch, get out the way
Big 45, watch me aim it at your face
F*ck a young boy with Chanel on my waist

Do this work for me, do the task, ain't no heads up
Really bout whatever trait go in my fist
Shout out Cousin Tech, don't knock, pick your man's ass
Oh, no, pick that bitch

And if I'm backin' and killin', you put some Carole
Like the baby slappin' these niggas, give him a change of face
Run up on me, bustin' them triggers, you finna be with Grace
You f*ck till we runnin', this mission ain't finna take no break

Run up on me, bustin' them triggers, you finna be with Grace
Still with heavy metal, lil' nigga, it ain't no change of pace
Abaco, we comin' to get him, that's in the name of Grace
Abaco, we comin' to get him, that's in the name of Grace

Shawty, I was textin' the Haitian, tell her, come get a taste
On a different level with niggas, you niggas probably laced
Catch him blockin', bustin' them triggers, give him a change of face
Like, ooh, bitch, get out the way

Police pull up on me, do the dash, ain't no hands up
Really bought whatever, Draco in my pants
Shout out Cousin Dan, do not pick that bitch
Melinda in the grave, oh, no, pick that bitch up

Real slow, nigga

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