Freaknik - song lyrics
Shit
Two phones busting got damn I'm juuging
I ain't trapping, hell nah, I'm rapping
Made a way out of nothing, yeah I made it happen
You get up in the booth and you start capping
Run around niggas like a race I'm lapping
Ha ha ha to the bank, I'm laughing
A nigga tried to smack my mama, shit bag a nigga
I let it slide the first time, now you dragging it
She say she seen me at the show I was having it
She turn around, throw it back, and I'm grabbing it
She wanna fuck first night, she was passionate
It's love at the first sight, her waist snatched and shit
This bitch pressing all my buttons she mashing it
I blow the check first day that I cash the shit
Remember living day by day, had to ration it
Remember I ain't have the sauce, had to ask for it
Hit a nigga in his high top, he like B. Mickey
This bitch really love the gang, she wanna see sticky
She on the way down but she can't be with me
Looking at the waist down, ain't even peep titties
Bust down the door, they trying to keep that bitch shut
It's all fun and games until I beat a nigga up
I'm speeding down rush hour, I'm trying to go see a tuck
I'm speeding on the highway, I'm trying to see something
Don't call her a hoe because she a neat woman
Won't do another show until these niggas free Unky
In these 42s a nigga feeling real stumpy
On the road to riches man it get a little bumpy
Keep a straight face cause nigga ain't shit funny
Of course Imma finesse you a got damn dummy
She ate the whole dick now her nose a little runny
Wake up everyday trying to get some new money
Look out the door tell me if you see something
Bitch always lying so I don't believe nothing
I was down bad til I had me a run
Thinking bout some money finna get me some
I'm finna get some money
I'm finna get some cash
I'm finna get some money
I'm finna get some green
Bitch keep spilling all the tea like she London Tipton
Yeah I keep trying to fall in love but the lust is tempting
Nigga talking crazy on the gram he forgot to mention
She in love with a lame, he a Freddy Benson
She wanna know where I'm headed
Nigga wanna fight, I choose weapons
I don't wanna hear your bullshit you coulda kept it
Pop up on some real smooth shit to leave a message
This lil bitch ain't doing it, so I left it
Bob the builder
Rob the wielder
I just healed her
At the Freaknik
I just killed her
I just slaughtered her, Like from the back
Not literally
Niggas be weird