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Stew - Beeper Lyrics



Stew - Beeper Lyrics




Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

I promise I do
Oh hello, it's Stew
The new kid with that crew
But my family calls me Drew
You can catch me with a bad bitch
My chicks are never average
I'm in the back of the whip, she suck me 'till
(Oh my God)
Upgraded from G-Shock, I gotta Michael Kors on my wrist
Bad whores on my dick
I got room for one more to fit
Don't change on me, metamorphosis
I'm a ball hog, need more assists
Gotta spaz out like Westbrook is
Gotta get the best look for my shit, yuh

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

I gotta blunt
Got some bars
Gotta front
Bought a car
Figured that I gotta ball
'Cause I'll prolly die tomorrow
F*ck riding clean, I gotta zip in my jeans with a bottle of Visine
And a wad of cash, that C.R.E.A.M
But, don't let 'em see
It's silence when I speak
And you better go my speed or else you'll permanently dream
In a casket with a jacket with a cup filled up with lean
And your blunt filled up with tree
Smoke one more on me, my treat, yuh

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

Call me when you're fiening
Morning, afternoon, or evening
Whatchu you needing?
You're the reason that my heart is even beating
Felt depleted, felt depressed
I was mentally defeated
But you got me to my feet, rose up now I really see that
I'm a king and no one's stopping me
As soon as Todd drop the beat
You know that there's gotta be money involved to talk to me
So, address me properly
Open your mouth cautiously
I handle all my problems so no need for me to call police

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
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Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

I promise I do
Oh hello, it's Stew
The new kid with that crew
But my family calls me Drew
You can catch me with a bad bitch
My chicks are never average
I'm in the back of the whip, she suck me 'till
(Oh my God)
Upgraded from G-Shock, I gotta Michael Kors on my wrist
Bad whores on my dick
I got room for one more to fit
Don't change on me, metamorphosis
I'm a ball hog, need more assists
Gotta spaz out like Westbrook is
Gotta get the best look for my shit, yuh

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

I gotta blunt
Got some bars
Gotta front
Bought a car
Figured that I gotta ball
'Cause I'll prolly die tomorrow
F*ck riding clean, I gotta zip in my jeans with a bottle of Visine
And a wad of cash, that C.R.E.A.M
But, don't let 'em see
It's silence when I speak
And you better go my speed or else you'll permanently dream
In a casket with a jacket with a cup filled up with lean
And your blunt filled up with tree
Smoke one more on me, my treat, yuh

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa

Call me when you're fiening
Morning, afternoon, or evening
Whatchu you needing?
You're the reason that my heart is even beating
Felt depleted, felt depressed
I was mentally defeated
But you got me to my feet, rose up now I really see that
I'm a king and no one's stopping me
As soon as Todd drop the beat
You know that there's gotta be money involved to talk to me
So, address me properly
Open your mouth cautiously
I handle all my problems so no need for me to call police

Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
Hit me up on my beeper
I'm Pusha T with the reefer
Indica, sativa
And I smoke more than Khalifa
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