West Wing Feat. Gee-Shock by Lil Mooch Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Mooch]

Uh

Uh look

I got the knuckles to your head no noogie

Tryna dance lets boogie

I'm the new man a rookie

Im drinking dark that's Whoopi

You play your part you pussy

And you bugging if you think a nigga like you got the heart to push me

I'm the Lillard of rookies

I'm the Monstar to that cookie
All my girls crazy like Snookie

All your girls furry that's Wookie

Now that's kinda sad

Okay now I'm sitting in my fast Jag

Know I got that fitted cap

Brim low seat back

Cursing looking for some fast ass

Like a donkey on speed

Know I got the shits indeed

Come through tell me what you need

And you know I'll hold you down

Baby why you got a frown

Get in I'll show you around
Then you going down town

Now I'm running ramped through this campus

Tryna smash these hoes like hammers

I don't think they understand us

They gon' have to wait

Let this beat here be my canvas

Let these words be what I paint with

Then I grab my brush and

I just brush away, uh

And I swear that shits the best thing

Gee-Shock on that presidential call that West Wing
(Mr. West Wing)

Yeah I call that shit the best thing

Gee-Shock on that presidential call that West Wing
[Verse 2: Gee-Shock]

Presidential he ain't talking about no Rolly

Catch me under palm trees you can call me Axel Foley

Hoping to reach a plateau where all these hoes know me

Nice and cozy

Bring my bros and homies

No jabronies cuz they down for...

Uh, nah mean

Get your mind right

Focus on your green

Tighten up your circle

Only fuck with your team

And after you brush your teeth you should always use some Listerine

Uh

Hold on let me jump into some other shit

When you run through these streets

They should never know your government

If they say they your homie watch out who they fucking with

Hater always wanna take a king out his castle

Never pulled a trigger but I will if I have to

Taking one for the team

I'll be more than glad to

But if you ever bite the hands that feed you I will smash you

Throw the beat on I'll start flowing like a river

I was a nice guy now I'm colder than December

Me inside the booth is called Summer in the Winter

But I'm a Fall baby I was born in September uh

And I swear that be the best thing

Gee-Shock on that presidential call that West Wing

Uh, and I swear that be the best thing

Throw the beat on and we gon' do the damn thing