Free My n*gga lyrics
by Sexyy Red
[Intro]
Say f—, Say, "Free my daddy"
"Free Dada"
Say, "Free Dada"
"Free Dada"
I'm missin’ my baby right now
Free my motherf*ckin' n*gga
Free my dirty out that motherf*ckin' slammer
My n*gga gon’ be home soon, causing hell on the streets, b*tch
(Sool, we gotta run that sh*t)
You know what the f*ck goin' on
[Verse 1]
Say he facin' time, hell yeah, I'ma Skype somethin'
Soon as he come home from the pen', I let him bite somethin'
That's my baby, hell yeah, we in love
First day home, let him shoot up the club (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Heard that n*gga on the fifth floor, let me kite him
When I don’t hear from my n*gga, I write him
He a bad boy, I don’t care, that's how I like ’em
Yeah, free my n*gga 'til it's backwards
f*ck the police, f*ck the pigs, they some bast*rds
Send my n*gga flicks, say, "My pus*y and my ass hurt"
I need that di*k, they need to free my n*gga faster
(I need that di*k, they need to free my n*gga faster)
[Chorus]
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Only if he knew that this ass gettin' thicker
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Gone for too long, need to get home quicker
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
When I visit him, I stuff my ass with the jiggas
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Tat’ his name on me, so you know it's gettin' realer
[Verse 2]
Acceptin' every call, f*ck it, free my dawg (Free him)
When he touch down, we gon' cash out at the mall (Ball out)
Pigs always hatin', tell 'em, "f*ck 'em," b*tch, we ball (f*ck)
Hoes yellin', "Free him," but ain't tryna throw them paws (What's up?)
Real Securus Queen (Real one), the realest on his team (Sexyy)
Free my baby daddy, he ain't do sh*t, f*ck you mean? (b*tch)
And I need some di*k (Huh?), free that man quick (Ayy, Sexyy)
On the jail calls got me playin' with my clit'
[Bridge]
Ride or die for my n*gga, shoot that fire for my n*gga (On Blood)
I get on the stand and I lie for my n*gga (Yeah)
Ride or die for my n*gga, shoot that fire for my n*gga
I get on the stand and I lie for my n*gga (Sexyy)
[Chorus]
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Only if he knew that this ass gettin' thicker
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Gone for too long, need to get home quicker
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
When I visit him, I stuff my ass with the jiggas
Free my n*gga, free my n*gga
Tat' his name on me, so you know it's gettin' realer