Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the morning and it showers
And probably hookin' up with that girl
been, two-wayin' you all week
Her baby, out of town so, you can fuck around
It's to check in that Motel 6, $59.95
Not a cent more, for that ho
Yeah, stop by that convenience
And pick up them magnum I hope
This is Love and I love hoes
I don't pay 'em}

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

I'm kinda hopin' that maybe you wanna it in the L.A.C.
So later on be rollin'
Drop-tops I'm yo' hot spots I'm top notch
My niggaz never but I told 'em
When I catch you at the runnin' game at the A.U.C.
That later on be bonin'
Fat cats I'm ready to tap that so that
No why you wakin' up swollen

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

Tan skin so, butter 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 to men when down south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla while they in yo'
So we love

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

Now I got the feelin' we can cut the out each other
And I hope we be the same thang
We can get the mattress
Handlin' business while I bang bang
Wash the dick off and kick off session again
I can 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from the is the shit
And the in the West is the best
But Twista love them Chicago and South

up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a regular day
Cum six times but it's seven
Ludacris in the back of Chevrolet
What's my
So I come and touch the game
You really lust to gain
Nothin' but hatin' and a of disgust
So it's must, stay Rush
Wonderin' why don't be bustin' the same

I'm clutchin' my
Stuffin' in it, it down, beat the stuff up
Shorty, don't run it
She me the booty I'm breakin' it off
I can tell a 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
Pullin' and swishers up out your Prada bag
Wanna '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

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

Bubble, bubbles is in the bathtub
Makin' you stutter from the b-body butters and
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 from Mr. Pickles you try to escape
So give me the rope you wrapped up
Rooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity
Ya duty's to figure the booty's slapped up

I love them chicks be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a
But I got the bumpin' Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha cutty
Come on and dip up through the with Twist'
But after we do we gon' do getcha purse and get together
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 wishin' you'll take a
And keep on tickin' thicker thighs
Finger lickin' get sick and tired, just take a look in her eyes
And you can she's 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, brains in the Range
We love to cut up 'cause we like them freaky
I it when you let me try, anythang
'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but
Let a nigga get a cut up girl
Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up 'cause we like them freaky
I like it you let me try, anythang
'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but
Let a nigga get a little cut up

I come from the eighth planet in the galaxy
Where the royal is clean, yo' majesty
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the Prince dick of
I'm good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' all night long
We not stoppin', I don't care if the kids
I stir it like motherfuckin' and brown sugar
dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno music producer
Tally whacker is a rock hard storm trooper a purple helmet
Made for crushin' pink
Goonie goo-goo, we cut and wookies
And fat women because they need too
So go on big girl, whatchu do?