Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

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

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

I'm kinda hopin' maybe you wanna kick it in the L.A.C.
So on we'll be rollin'
Drop-tops I'm yo' hot spots I'm top notch
My niggaz listen but I told 'em
When I catch you at the game game at the A.U.C.
That on we'd be bonin'
Fat cats I'm to tap that so back that
No wonder why you wakin' up

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

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

up, know we like that, get that cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be '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 goin'
Handlin' business while I bang skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off session again
I can break 'em off in the shower, flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from the is the shit
And the flesh in the is the best
But love them Chicago and South hoes

Come up out yo', negligee, 'em on a regular day
Cum six times but it's today
Ludacris in the back of your
What's my
So I come and touch the game
You motherfuckers lust to gain
Nothin' but hatin' and a look of
So must, stay Adrenaline Rush
Wonderin' why they don't be the same

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

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

I them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can grab 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' Jagged by the bed
When you get up witcha cutty buddy
Come on and dip up through the hideout Twist'
But after we do what we gon' do getcha purse and get
Because now you gots to ride out

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 thicker
Finger lickin' get sick and tired, just take a look in her eyes
And you can tell a figure five, 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

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

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