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Do you wanna see the freak in me?
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
Niggas out the way, Miss Heather carry on
Blow your blunt, blow your mind, homeboy then I'm gone
And I get kinda nasty like the words to the song
I do the damn thing in a thong, what shit gets mine
And I cut nigga, yeah looking good in the Benz
The rider or the truck, I got big rings, doing big things
And I end up in most niggas wet dreams
Most hoes can't do nothing but hate you nigga
See I'm a good ho, I'm all about my paper nigga
Kick it with pimps, bosses and player niggas
I hit corners and I keep it right there nigga
True cliche, slow he say, she say
Silk butt nigga with this bottle of Alizé
Looking for a trick ass nigga ready to serve me
And this ball mass pussy
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
You don't really wanna see
All the things that I do to you
Suck it all night until it turn blue
Turn you around and let you touch up on my sack
Put your head on my shoulder, lean it back
Sip on some purple wine and smoke a sack
Empty the blunt, hang it up and send it back
Strictly in for what you, when I come through smashing
A nigga serving that dick, never handing out passion
Unless you 'bout to add to my motherfucking stash
Chronic blunt, strong tea and thug passion
Shit, so you decided to deal with this pimp
Sip Hennessey in the whip on twenties
Ride a little drag, now a couple of bitches want me
To take 'em to the house and let 'em jump me
So now you dealing with the winning team
Got you on tape so the homies see the screen
My life depicted on a triple beam nigga
Not some old fake dream from back to buy hood scheme
Keep bomb hoes, stay legitimate
Keep much cheese like I run a settlement
I gigolo a little bit, we can still kick it baby girl
While you lick it, and I still take you on the world
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
You don't really wanna see
All the things that I do to you
Suck it all night until it turn blue
Turn you around and let you touch up on my sack
Put your head on my shoulder, lean it back
Sip on some purple wine and smoke a sack
Empty the blunt, hang it up and send it back
It's like ooh wee, who I be? The C-O-L-D
I specialize in killing the pussy
I'm a born mack, born money maker
Bonafide hustler, bonafide bitch breaker
I love the type, you know they say they ain't a freak
But when they get nasty, they love to bling it on the Hennessy
And I know like you know, on the low low
But you more X-rated than a Heather Hunter porno
Or like Autumn, procrastinate, your action packed
Gobbling and swallowing, all that
And I know you wondering if I'm on Tayo
Your homeboys or my homegirls, uh
Let's keep it in the street
Like when we did it in the rain on the back seat
Knee deep like water nigga, hella bent
Off the weed and the Hennessy
Girl, you don't wanna see the freak in me, uh!
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
You don't really wanna see
All the things that I do to you
Suck it all night until it turn blue
Turn you around and let you touch up on my sack
Put your head on my shoulder, lean it back
Sip on some purple wine and smoke a sack
Empty the blunt, hang it up and send it back
Do you wanna see the freak in me?
You don't really wanna see
All the things that I do to you
Suck it all night until it turn blue
Turn you around and let you touch up on my sack
Put your head on my shoulder, lean it back
Sip on some purple wine and smoke a sack
Empty the blunt, hang it up and send it back
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