Freaked Up Lyrics

Grab it from the front, then you hit it from the back

Let's go and buss it open cuz' I'm lookin' like a snack

I don't give a f*** about that other b****

You know I ain't f***** with that stupid s***

Take my panties off when you getting super freaky

Pour another shot, till I'm getting super queasy

I'm not Bill Cosby, so I never need a roofie

Put it in his face when it's gettin' super juicy

I'm waiting for ya, till ya get off work

See you hustling, puttin' in that work

So hot in here, sweat drippin' off

When I see you, clothes strippin' off

Better do your thing when the bass drops

Better rip me out of my tank top

She can't do, half the s*** I could

She wanna fight me? Ole girl wish she could

Ain't holding back, legs wrapping round

He sayin' "Shush girl, don't make a sound"

I can see it in his eyes, he got them on the prize

But little do he know, I got 10 other guys

Wait (Shh)

Don't tell nobody

No matter where he go, he cant find this body

He know what to do, when I get real naughty

Them other bum b******, let them all stay salty

Grab it from the front, then you hit it from the back

Let's go and buss it open cuz' I'm lookin' like a snack

I don't give a f*** about that other b**** (Other b****)

You know I ain't f*****' with that stupid shit (Stupid s***)

Take my panties off when you getting super freaky

Pour another shot, till I'm getting super queasy

I'm not Bill Cosby, so I never need a roofie

Put it in his face while it's gettin' super juicy

All this, did it on my own

Hey baby, come and hit my phone

I can show you, all this I can throw

As long as you, put it down my throat

Assume the position when you see a bad b****

Bad b****** like me need a gag and a whip

Whipped cream, what a dream

I ain't talkin' lucid

Loose lips like hers, need allot of Vagisil

He be suckin' on my toes, while I'm countin' all the money

Now the n**** call me Zelda cuz' he want a Playboy Bunny

But he better work and hustle, I ain't f***** on no junkie

And that's word to Ms. LePariish cuz' the n**** can't be ugly

I don't give a f*** if these girls hate me

Imma always tune them out, like it's Do-Re-Mi

Thin waist, but I'm petty like I'm Slim Shady

But my s*** been hot, since a broke AC

I pull up on a b****, tell her callate la boca

Got these little b***** pressed cuz' their papi's in my chocha

Then I take my a** to Starbucks, and I get a frappé, mocha

Put this p**** in his mouth, I ain't talkin' Mrs. Doja

Grab it from the front, then you hit it from the back

Let's go and buss it open cuz' I'm lookin' like a snack

I don't give a f*** about that other b**** (Other b****)

You know I ain't f***** with that stupid s*** (Stupid s***)

Take my panties off when you getting super freaky

Pour another shot, till I'm getting super queasy

I'm not Bill Cosby, so I never need a roofie

Put it in his face while it's gettin' super juicy

I'm allergic to broke boys, go and get the Benadryl

I be killing these n*****, I got them pushin' daffodils

Manifesting at 25, I'll be pushing a quarter mill

All my dinero been green, that's why I call it Chlorophyll

See me strut up in your city, with some fly a** high sadity's

Only gay rapper to do it, only one to leave my city

All my n***** b****** pretty, I be grabbing on they t******

I be drowning in the money, now my n***** call me Whitney

Grab it from the front, then you hit it from the back

Let's go and buss it open cuz' I'm lookin' like a snack

I don't give a f*** about that other b**** (Other b****)

You know I ain't fuckin' with that stupid s*** (Stupid s***)

Take my panties off when you getting super freaky (Freaky)

Pour another shot, till I'm getting super queasy (Queasy)

I'm not Bill Cosby, so I never need a roofie

Put it in his face while it's gettin' super juicy