Weirdo Lyrics - S.i.d.: Shining In Darkness - J Stalin

I came in his motherfucker high though 

Friday night I'm trying to let go 

Real one, don't confuse me with them weirdos 

Boxers no Speedos 

West Oakland where them niggas move kilos 

Why your bitch wanna fuck on me though 

I hit it in the bathroom and passed her to P-Lo 

I play the bar i'm to cool for the dance-floor (dance-floor) 

I'm a dog like Cujo 

Don't get me wrong still do the (?) tiptoe 

There's money on line nigga what they in for (in for) 

Me I been a G since the get-go 

Trying out the coochie on like clisco (clisco) 

I'm a dober she a nympho (nympho) 

I'm a dober she a nympho (nympho) 

But little momma you don't hear me tho 

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Bad bitch, she know what i'm in for (in for) 

Real nigga, flyer than the lid off (lid off) 

I'm the shit, cause you said so (said so) 

And your boyfriends a weirdo (weirdo) 

Bet your boyfriends a weirdo, weirdo 

Bet your boyfriends a weirdo weirdo 

And he ain't get no dough (no dough) 

I rock foreign that's for show though 

I left up out this motherfucker still drunk 

Henny shots and them cookies ain't no punk 

I'm in the pen, i'm stackin' paper again 

You stick out like a sore thumb, we 'round dancers I fit in 

You kiss her in the face, I leave it on her chin 

I bagged her and her sister nigga both of the twins 

Back of the Porsche, back of the Benz 

Rockin' the car, crackin' the (?) 

No weirdo shit when i'm gone in the wind 

Home for a day then i'm gone again 

I got women to get, nigga money to spend 

I be up all night then I do it again 

This little game we play yeah I'm in it to win 

And if your bitch come around I'ma hit it again 

Say this little game we play yeah I'm in it to win 

And if your bitch come around I'ma hit it again 

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Ugh, I'm off the molly girl wassup 

My hand was up her dress on her butt 

Smooth, I'm too sharp like a tux 

I pour up the Henn, then I roll up the dutch 

Ugh, she hella nasty though 

Bust it open like a nut, pistachio 

Did her like my player on a rope 

Got my top blew then I wrote 

Your boyfriend huck, he a weirdo 

I keep my circle small like a cheerio 

Run it back just in case they didn't hear me tho 

Fuck a tip, gangster shit, nightmare, miracle 

On 10th street, everywhere i'm 10 deep 

With 10 freaks, baby both hella cheap 

Her boyfriend caught her up in a text 

She turned around and said, "Babe it was only sex"