P-Lo Of The Invasion - Weirdo lyrics

Live Wire [Verse 1: J. Stalin] I came in his motherf**er 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 n***as move kilos Why your b**h wanna f** on me though I hit it in the bathroom and pa**ed 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 n***a 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 [Hook: J. Stalin] Bad b**h, she know what i'm in for (in for) Real n***a, flyer than the lid off (lid off) I'm the sh**, 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 [Verse 2: J. Stalin] I left up out this motherf**er 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 n***a both of the twins Back of the Porsche, back of the Benz Rockin' the car, crackin' the rims No weirdo sh** when i'm gone in the wind Home for a day then i'm gone again I got women to get, n***a 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 b**h come around I'ma hit it again Say this little game we play yeah I'm in it to win And if your b**h come around I'ma hit it again [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil June] Ugh, I'm off the molly girl wa**up My hand was up her dress on her bu*t 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 f** a tip, gangster sh**, 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 s**" [Hook]