Lyrics:
won't behave
I just wanna get freaky, baby
I'm to Swift on my toes
To get caught up with you hoes
You don't know me (uh huh)
See I ain't gotta
silly
Badman try get freaky
Money on my mind like Jiggy
You can never stop this feeling
All my mandem gets so hilly
Nobody they tell you say kpo kpo
a Thousand grams
Keep a stick by my side like the Taliban
Ima shoot for my dog like da son Sam
I get them bundles
Back In the day use to crank out
FR
I get the Brick
Like Shaquille
I from the Brick
Shaquille
I could tell by ya face
If the feds was to burn down
You folding
You ready to tell
And I'm
Uh, before you get here, put your panties in your pocketbook
That's what I told her over the Motorola, Hennessy and Cola
I hold her at attention
combination
Backed up by Apollo show band
A nation of millions
Into the Tiffany's feeling
A shine over Sly Stone
Let's coast to the Kokomo and take it slow
like I fuck you
They don't do you right
But I'll show you what it's like
And you gone be drippin' by the end of the night
Yeah
I needa bitch freaky
Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (freaky, fellas, ah)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk (now ladies)
Bounce wit' me, bounce wit' me (freaky, fellas)
Get
that glocky you know that it's With me
Can't choose the benz or the tesla
Freaky bitch off the lean the bean the Tesla
I'm trying to get me some extra
Tiffany Hall
It appears we didn't know you at all
Hey hey hey hey hey
With this song I write your name on the wall
Tiffany Hall
It appears we
bigger dreams
So she gon' do some different things
Oh, we get it by any means
Gucci store, oh, we shop in the Philippines
Double cup love, mix my
get freaky baby and I know you'll enjoy the games I'm playin so won't you be my sex toy..
Just come over late at night wearin' little clothes
Ill make
Merky-ky-ky-ky-ky london
My bruddas don't dab, we just Vossi bop
I tell your girl to
Link me at the coffee shop
Getting freaky in the sheets
We're
'cause shit get spicy
She on Demon Time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, niggas not lit, not like me
Can't get nothin' by me, my mind is 2090
¿Qué lo
You can get it Right noooow
Talkin all freaky when I see you
You better be ready
You can get it Right noooow
In the kitchen by the stove just like
the back seat
Girl get freaky and relax me
Take them panties off and get nasty
Look I been never intrigued by a stripper
But have you ever went home with
Shaun and Steve
Threw a party last week
And introduced me to Tiffany
She was so bittersweet
And Tiffany was a skinny biddy
She ain't ever eat
When you beat from the back
That's what I like
But mami can you really get down like that?
[Chorus]
She's Freaky! She knows how to do what I like
She so sassy (she so sassy)
She so freaky (she so freaky)
And she with the shit (she with the shit)
And she get that cash (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna
get freaky baby and I know you'll enjoy the games I'm playin so won't you be my sex toy..
Just come over late at night wearin' little clothes
Ill make
world Tiffany Blue
Everybody got a better half,
We just looking for the one on our only path,
When the bed gets cold on the other side,
And you don't
such a lady
Girl i want to
Say some things to you
Let's get freaky
And do just what we do
Hop in the ride with the kid
Blunts already lit, still got six
to diddle Tiffany's middlin'
Pokin' and jokin' these bitches all wit the riddlin'
End up in purgatory for all of my meddlin'
Come back with a second life like
Whenever you feel freaky
I'm all you need
So come on, come see me
No surprises by the time
The sun rises I'll be gone
Let the memories be a lullaby
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