Freaky Lil Things

[Chorus: x2] I've been around the world I ya Freak so many girls I ya The women I done seen I ya Some freaky little things I ya Yo, ya bet to know I gotta Flex a flow about a Sexy ho I gotta Let ya know about her Me next to go inside her I repped the mo beside her We did it show at Granada Sexy dark chocolate I think her name was Aua Young Scholler Halleljah What I got to do to get inside the coller So I took her back to the mo She rode it like a pony She was O.G. Young chick it was better than it was supposed to be Was a Mexican and Italian chick named Mexital Marie For a minute she wondered about the chance she gets to wild wit me I'm ridin' with her and she had an enormous fart box So we pulled over and I fucked it doggy style in the automatic car wash Later that date she took me to see bait She bought a nacho plate But only Tech N9ne got ate The cerebellum was great then she sat on top of the snake I didn't even see bait so with my other bitch I had to skate I got contex Plus I got bomb ex So after Grant then it's Kutt and baby I'm next So we can triple team up and fuck your spleen up Between us get 3 nuts then you can beam up Now ya sexual peak is met so don't fret When I call you up and say what's happening baby it's Tech I'm callin' to see if you down for heated sex So we can flex and you can lick the barcode on my neck [Chorus] Yo, yo she was a black gold, center fold classic Chirped to Mack mode, that ass kept asking Provalaks and a double stack bag of exstacy It's on now exactly (fiesta) I blasted (fo-eva) Another mate I can check on chess was best for less dimeanor A record exec for Techa Nina Like a man wit no arms But she let Kutty plow the peach sorta like horses do farms A true charms tale Addicted wasn't supposed to see the booty But I lucked up and Dave Weiner gave Kutt a thumbs up (keep it real) From L-A-X to sunset Trunks get the donks wet Beyonks let Outta towners hunt sex for contest Rican and black urinary freak in the sack (ol' what's her name) Janelle used to let me skeet on her back end at the Grafton Down to the Best Western Let's turn this camcorder on time for some action [Chorus] She was a supermodel I met her in Miami A video girl worl was candy And she said I'm sour on the outside but sweet between the legs A freak talked about what got her body hot Like lokkipops and sheets I replied like ma I'm diabetic so I'm allergic to sweets We continued politicing bout if I got a chicken And her favorite way of all positions I listen to her talk Mesmerized by her eyes and the glide in her walk She was sent by Satan himself Temptations prayin' for help But couldn't help it still Found help in two shots and a pop of a pill We peeled on our way Blue Fountain room 318 Close the windows and le me sin blow Like a whirl wind smoked and joked about each others girlfriends And it's still a secret mi amor forever ima keep this behind closed doors [Chorus]