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Ludacris( Christopher Brian Bridges )
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Freaky Things
It's two a.m. in the morning and it uh Light showers and you're probably hookin' up with that girl That's been, two-wayin' you all week Her baby daddy's out of town so uh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6 $59.95, not a cent more For that dirty-ass ho, yeah, stop by that convenience store And pick up them rubbers, Magnum I hope This is Faizon Love and uhh, I love hoes, I just don't pay 'em
Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em Get that cut up, oh-whoo, cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em
I'm kinda hopin' that maybe you wanna kick it in the LAC So later on we'll be rollin' Drop-tops I'm hittin' yo' hot spots I'm top notch My niggaz never listen but I told 'em
When I catch you at the game runnin' game at the AUC That later on we'd be bonin' Fat cats I'm ready to tap that so back that No wonder why you wakin' up up swollen
I'm feelin' you Luda', smokin' my buddha, coochie recruiter Comin' at the fatty in a platinum Caddy so back it up fast Hit it a hour and a half, watch the spectacular splash On the back and leave it drippin' down the crack of her ass
Call me Mr. Magillicuddy, chasin' booty soft as silly putty Killin' for money, still a thug get bump from some pokin' And locomotion hittin' bunnies, for threesome getcha buddy When I'm feelin' scummy I love to cut
Tan skin so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house Check the ratio of men to women and women to men when down south Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla while they in yo' mouth So we love that K-K-K-K
Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em Get that cut up, oh-whoo, cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em
Now I got the feelin' we can cut the hell out each other And I hope we be the same thang freaks We can get the mattress goin' eh, err, eh, err Handlin' business while I bang, bang, skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off another session again I can break 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors The pieces from the East is the shit And the flesh in the West is the best But Twista love them Chicago and South hoes
Come up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a regular day Cum six times, but it's seven today Ludacris in the back of your Cheverolet Ahh, ahh, What's my name? So magical I come and touch the game
You motherfuckers really lust to gain Nothin' but hatin' and a look of disgust So it's must, stay, Adrenaline Rush Wonderin' why they don't be bustin' the same
I'm clutchin' my thang, stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up Uh-uh shorty, don't run from it, she give me the booty, I'm breakin' it off I can tell a stab by the way that she walk Fatty flickin' like it was dubs on it
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels Pullin' rubbers and swishers up out your Prada bag Wanna smoke 'dro I got a bag, take a proper drag befo' I tap it I love the chicks that got a lotta ass, so we love that K-K-K-K
Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em Get that cut up, oh, whoo, cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em
Bubble, bubble bubbles is in the bathtub Makin' you stutter from the b-body butters and backrubs It's killin' me thinkin' about the bottles that pop The models that swallow willin', up under my pillow stayin' strapped up
If it tickles in the middle from Mr. Pickles you try to escape So give me the rope you gettin' wrapped up Rooty tooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity Ya duty's to figure the booty's gettin' slapped up
I love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head How I dip up in it we can make a video But I got the radio bumpin' Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha cutty buddy Come on and dip up through the hideout with Twist' But after we do what we gon' do getcha purse and get together Because now you gots to ride out, bitch
Oh 'Cris, can you, do it again, that's what they askin' me Hit skins, causin' catastrophes Get pinned, by me and my family Sip gin, fulfillin' yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin' you'll take a lickin' And keep on tickin' from thicker thighs Finger lickin' never get sick and tired, just take a look in her eyes And you can tell she's a figure five, so we love that K-K-K-K
Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em Get that cut up, oh-whoo, cut up Freaky thangs, we be 'bout 'em
Cut up, gettin' brains, in the range We love to cut up 'cause we like them freaky thangs I like it when you let me try, anythang 'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but time Let a nigga get a little cut up girl
Cut up, gettin' brains, in the range We love to cut up 'cause we like them freaky thangs I like it when you let me try, anythang 'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but time Let a nigga get a little cut up girl
I come from the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy Where the royal penis is clean, yo' majesty, can it be Sheila E, Appalonia, Vanity, all mad at me? I'm the Prince dick of insanity, I'm good lovin', body rockin'
Knockin' boots all night long, we not stoppin' I don't care if the kids watchin', I stir it like motherfuckin' Coffee and brown sugar, girls dem sugar, world class lover Kama Sutra, porno music producer, Tallywhacker is a rock hard
Stormtrooper with a purple helmet, made for crushin', pink cookies Goonie goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and wookies And fat women, because they need love too So, go on big girl, whatchu gon do?
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