Freak Freak (Remix) lyrics

by

Flo Milli


[Intro: B-Lovee]
Like, graah, graah
Like, grrah
Like, grrah

[Chorus: B-Lovee]
Baby, I'm tryna f*ck you like a freak
Whatever you wear, look good, let me see
She got that water, I make her leak
She too bad, they can't compete
Ain't no competition [?]
I gave you a dime and then gave her a three
Wanna see what it's like, okay, come and see
You asked for a blessin', they gave you me
And you ask about me
I'm the one that really been a win
Like, I see the opps and made them run away
Grab a Choppa, click it, that's a play
Smokin' dead opps, I gave 'еm my face
In the field you bеtter tie your lace
I got millions, I can't show up late

[Verse: Flo Milli]
Haha, Flo Milli sh*t
Uuh, he got money, let me see
P and D, sex on the beach
f*ck me good, he rubbin' my feet
Sokiyana, hair on the leash
Pop a addy, pull it daddy
Show me why these b*tches caddy
They be jumpin' when I ride it, n*ggas so dramatic
We get nasty, he go crazy
Lick the lips, I make him taste it
Lazy hoe, you f*ck him basic
Give me the di*k, I take it, take it
Oh, damn, he wanna spank it
Pour up the pus*y, he finna drink it
Bangin' the head, boy, we 'bout to break it, ah, ah, ah, ah
Water pocket give me pipe, boy, you just my type
Pick my favorite n*gga for the night, he won't see me twice
Grrah, when I suck it, he go ''Ah''
Work is nerves, ain't got no job
Wanna f*ck me like a freak?
Ha, I have a n*gga prayin' to God
[Chorus: B-Lovee]
Baby, I'm tryna f*ck you like a freak
Whatever you wear, look good, let me see
She got that water, I make her leak
She too bad, they can't compete
Ain't no competition [?]
I gave you a dime and then gave her a three
Wanna see what it's like, okay, come and see
You asked for a blessin', they gave you me
And you ask about me
I'm the one that really been a win
Like, I see the opps and made them run away
Grab a Choppa, click it, that's a play
Smokin' dead opps, I gave 'em my face
In the field you better tie your lace
I got millions, I can't show up late
Overthinkin', tryna do it great

[Outro: B-Lovee]
Like, overthinkin', tryna do it...
Man, I got millions, I can't show up...
[?]
[?] that's a play
[?]
Hit the boy, he better lay
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