F.R.E.A.K (feat. Louie Ray)
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Issa Wayne Beat What up, Wayne Oso , what's up, my nigga Loaded nights 2 f*ck is they talking bout Raise this mic up Nigga Ain't no little niggas, nigga Up the ladder rydas and all that fly shit You hear me With my mouth She a F-R-E-A-K Huh She like to smoke weed, pop pills, and sip drink If she thirsty for the bottle, I'ma spray it in her face Huh Always livin' by the model Hit a model every day Huh What you mean What i say Yeah, I'm searchin' for my cheese You ain't got it I'ma spray it Got me drinkin' out the bottle Get me loaded every day Huh Fenna double back her coochie Put your pussy in my face What Ayy What you mean What I say If a nigga actin' tricky with my dollars, I'ma K Huh 42 right out the bottle What you expectin' me to say Got me diggin' in a model Pussy bustin' like a K Huh Yeah, the ladder in the front now Know I feel the power Money hittin', it's a touchdown Huh She said her nigga dusty and dirty, and now his funds out Been a nigga bitch gettin' jiggy, holdin' her tongue out Plenty killers won't know which color comin to rock out Burnt niggas roamin' your living, holdin' my Glock out This bitch eatin' my baby, she got a child mouth They ask for the realest, still livin', you know the squad out Which nigga said that they trippin', bringin' the mop out Trick ceiling ', showed her the button, told her to climb out No, I'm not drunk Bitch, climb out take her to the town whip a dime out Aha, yeah F*ck you, talking bout Nigga Bitch, hop up out the car I just spent six, seven racks, huh, hoppin' by the bar Nah, six racks, hoppin' bar to bar Catch a body off a bar, shit, you chillin' with a star I can get your music off the ground, goin' hard I'm tryin' buy the section for the gang, who in charge They ask me where I see myself in years, goin' far I don't really like thin lean, but I'm pourin' par Wait till the bitch go to sleep, use her car While she sleep, I be linin' up who I'mma meet tomorrow Real coochie scout, I'm like, who want me tomorrow Ain't got nothin' on me now, could bring a hunnid out tomorrow I got rich friends, I could bring a hunnid out to borrow If you get caught in some shit right now, who number You gon' dial We need to know his background, somebody pull his file I shit everywhere I walk, they gotta clean up every aisle Hoes clappin' ass everywhere, they hear me loud This German engineerin', but they got to hemi growl Weed plug, do it big, he start off with 50 pounds Drop 50 out the Glock, we try and burn the city down I'm jumpin' on whatever, nigga, I got 20 styles We ain't runnin' out of weed, nigga, we got plenty loud So hot right now, I got my head in the clouds I'mma hit her from the back and put her head in the ground Nigga, nigga, yeah
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