Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the morning and it light
And probably 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 that ho
Yeah, by that convenience store
And up them rubbers magnum I hope
This is 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
thangs, we be bout 'em

I'm kinda hopin' that maybe you kick it in the L.A.C.
So on we'll be rollin'
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot spots I'm top
My niggaz never listen but I '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 that so back
No wonder why you wakin' up

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

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

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

Now I got the feelin' we can cut the hell out each
And I we be the same thang freaks
We can get the goin'
Handlin' while I bang bang skeet
Wash the dick off and off another session again
I can 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from the East is the
And the in the West is the best
But Twista love them Chicago and hoes

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

I'm my thang
Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, the stuff up
Shorty, don't run it
She give me the I'm breakin' it off
I can a stab by the way that she walk
Fatty flickin' like it was on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the high heels
rubbers and swishers up out your Prada bag
Wanna 'dro I got a bag, take a proper drag befo' I tap it
I the chicks that got a lotta ass, so we love that

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

Bubble, bubble is in the bathtub
you stutter from the b-body butters and backrubs
It's killin' me about the bottles that pop
The models swallow willin', up under my pillow stayin' strapped up
If it tickles in the middle Mr. Pickles you try to escape
So give me the you gettin' wrapped up
Rooty tooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and
Ya duty's to figure the gettin' slapped up

I love them chicks that be thick as a of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her
How I dip up in it we can a video
But I got the bumpin' Jagged Edge by the bed
When you get up witcha cutty buddy
Come on and dip up through the hideout Twist'
But after we do we gon' do getcha purse and get together
now you gots to ride out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's what askin' me
Hit skins, causin'
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm you'll take a lickin'
And keep on from thicker thighs
Finger lickin' never get sick and tired, just take a in her eyes
And you can she's a figure five, so we love that

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

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

I from the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy
Where the penis is clean, yo' majesty
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the dick of insanity
I'm lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night long
We not stoppin', I care if the kids watchin'
I stir it like motherfuckin' coffee and brown
Girls dem sugar, class lover, Kamasutra, porno music producer
Tally whacker is a rock hard storm trooper with a purple
Made for pink cookies
Goonie goo-goo, we cut and wookies
And fat because they need love too
So go on big girl, gon' do?