Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the morning and it showers
And you're hookin' up with that girl
That's been, two-wayin' you all
Her baby, Daddy's out of so, you can fuck around
okay to check in that Motel 6, $59.95
Not a cent more, for dirty-ass ho
Yeah, stop by convenience store
And pick up rubbers magnum I hope
is Faizon Love and I love hoes
I just don't pay

Cut up, know we that, get that cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

I'm hopin' that maybe you wanna kick it in the L.A.C.
So later on we'll be
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot spots I'm top
My niggaz never but I told 'em
When I catch you at the game game at the A.U.C.
That later on be bonin'
Fat cats I'm ready to tap so back that
No wonder why you up swollen

I'm feelin' you Luda', my Buddha, coochie recruiter
Comin' at the fatty in a Caddy so back it up fast
Hit it a hour and a half, watch the spectacular
On the back and it drippin' down the crack of her ass
me Mr. Magillicuddy, chasin' booty soft as silly putty
Killin' for money, still a thug get bump some pokin'
And locomotion hittin' for threesome getcha buddy
When I'm feelin' scummy I to cut

Tan so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo'
Check the ratio of men to
And women to men when down
Hot fellatio, hot holla while they in yo' mouth
So we that

C-c-cut up, know we like that, get cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em

Now I got the we can cut the hell out each other
And I hope we be the same freaks
We can get the mattress
Handlin' while I bang bang skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off another again
I can break 'em off in the shower, flo' or the outdoors
The from the East is the shit
And the in the West is the best
But Twista love them Chicago and South

Come up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a day
Cum six times but it's today
Ludacris in the back of Chevrolet
my name?
So magical I and touch the game
You really lust to gain
Nothin' but and a look of disgust
So it's must, stay Adrenaline
Wonderin' why they don't be bustin' the

I'm my thang
in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up
Shorty, run from it
She give me the booty I'm it off
I can tell a stab by the way that she
Fatty like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the high heels
Pullin' rubbers and swishers up out your bag
Wanna smoke 'dro I got a bag, take a drag befo' I tap it
I love the chicks that got a lotta ass, so we love

C-c-cut up, know we like that, get cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

Bubble, bubbles is in the bathtub
Makin' you stutter from the butters and backrubs
killin' me thinkin' about the bottles that pop
The models that swallow willin', up under my stayin' strapped up
If it tickles in the middle Mr. Pickles you try to escape
So give me the rope you gettin' up
Rooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity
Ya to figure the booty's gettin' slapped up

I love them chicks that be as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a
But I got the radio bumpin' Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha buddy
Come on and dip up through the with Twist'
But after we do what we gon' do getcha and get together
Because now you gots to out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it That's what they askin' me
Hit skins, causin'
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, fulfillin' yo'
In yo condition I'm you'll take a lickin'
And keep on tickin' from thighs
Finger lickin' get sick and tired, just take a look in her eyes
And you can she's a figure five, so we love that

C-c-cut up, know we like that, get cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em

Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up 'cause we like them freaky
I like it you let me try, anythang
'Cause girl I ain't got but time
Let a nigga get a little cut up
Cut up, gettin' in the Range
We love to cut up 'cause we them freaky thangs
I like it when you let me try,
'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but
Let a get a little cut up girl

I come the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy
Where the royal penis is clean, yo'
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the Prince of insanity
I'm good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all long
We not stoppin', I don't if the kids watchin'
I stir it motherfuckin' coffee and brown sugar
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno producer
Tally whacker is a hard storm trooper with a purple helmet
for crushin' pink cookies
Goonie goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and
And fat women they need love too
So go on big girl, gon' do?