Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

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

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

I'm hopin' that maybe you wanna kick 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 game game at the A.U.C.
That later on be bonin'
Fat cats I'm ready to tap so back that
No wonder why you wakin' up

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

Tan skin so, soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
the aroma 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 that

C-c-cut up, know we like that, get 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 each
And I hope we be the same thang
We can get the mattress
Handlin' while I bang bang skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off another session
I can 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors
The pieces the East is the shit
And the in the West is the best
But love them Chicago and South hoes

up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a regular day
Cum six times but seven today
Ludacris in the back of Chevrolet
my name?
So magical I come and the game
You motherfuckers lust to gain
Nothin' but and a look of disgust
So it's must, stay Rush
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 me the booty I'm breakin' 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 up out your Prada 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 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

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

I love them chicks that be 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 a video
But I got the radio bumpin' Jagged by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha cutty
Come on and dip up through the hideout with
But after we do what we do getcha purse and get together
Because now you gots to out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's they askin' me
Hit skins, causin'
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin' you'll a lickin'
And keep on from 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
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

Cut up, gettin' in the Range
We love to cut up 'cause we like them thangs
I like it you let me try, anythang
'Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but
Let a nigga get a little cut up
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 got nothin' but time
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 dick of insanity
I'm good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night
We not stoppin', I don't care if the kids
I stir it like coffee and brown sugar
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno music
whacker is a rock hard storm trooper with a purple helmet
Made for crushin' pink
goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and wookies
And fat because they need love too
So go on big girl, whatchu do?