Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the morning and it light
And you're probably hookin' up with that
That's been, two-wayin' you all
Her baby, Daddy's out of town so, you can fuck
It's okay to check in Motel 6, $59.95
Not a more, for that dirty-ass ho
Yeah, stop by that convenience
And pick up them rubbers magnum I
This is Faizon and I love hoes
I just pay 'em}

Cut up, we like that, get that cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be '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 never listen but I told 'em
When I you at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C.
That later on we'd be
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 splash
On the back and leave it drippin' down the of her ass
Call me Mr. Magillicuddy, chasin' booty as silly putty
Killin' for money, still a thug get bump from some
And hittin' bunnies for threesome getcha buddy
I'm feelin' scummy I love 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 ratio of men to
And women to men down south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla while in yo' mouth
So we 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

Now I got the feelin' we can cut the hell out other
And I hope we be the same thang
We can get the mattress
Handlin' business I bang bang skeet
the dick off and kick off another session again
I can break 'em off in the shower, kitchen or the outdoors
The pieces the East is the shit
And the flesh in the 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 your
my name?
So magical I and touch the game
You motherfuckers lust to gain
Nothin' but and a look of disgust
So it's must, stay Adrenaline
Wonderin' why don't be bustin' the same

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

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

I love chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can a video
But I got the radio bumpin' Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha buddy
on and dip up through the hideout with Twist'
But after we do we gon' do getcha purse and get together
now you gots to ride out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's they askin' me
Hit skins, catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin' you'll a lickin'
And keep on tickin' thicker thighs
Finger lickin' never get and tired, just take a look in her eyes
And you can tell a figure five, so we love that

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

Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up we like them freaky thangs
I like it you let me try, anythang
'Cause I ain't got nothin' but time
Let a nigga get a cut up girl
Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up we like them freaky 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 come from the eighth in the 19th galaxy
Where the royal penis is clean, yo'
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the dick of insanity
I'm good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all long
We not stoppin', I don't care if the watchin'
I stir it like coffee and brown sugar
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, music producer
Tally whacker is a rock storm trooper with a purple helmet
Made for pink cookies
goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and wookies
And fat women because they love too
So go on big girl, whatchu do?