Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the morning and it light
And you're probably hookin' up that girl
been, two-wayin' you all week
Her baby, out of town so, you can fuck around
okay to check in that Motel 6, $59.95
Not a cent more, for that ho
Yeah, by that convenience store
And pick up rubbers magnum I hope
is Faizon 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
thangs, we be bout 'em

I'm kinda hopin' that maybe you kick it in the L.A.C.
So later on be rollin'
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot I'm top notch
My niggaz listen but I told 'em
When I catch you at the runnin' game at the A.U.C.
That later on we'd be
Fat cats I'm ready to tap so back that
No wonder why you up swollen

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

Tan skin so, butter soft I'm the buttons off yo' blouse
Smell the aroma of a dingaling Ludacris when I'm in yo' house
Check the of men to women
And women to men when south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos while they in yo' mouth
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

Now I got the feelin' we can cut the hell out each
And I we be the same thang freaks
We can get the mattress
business while I bang bang skeet
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 them Chicago and South hoes

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

I'm my thang
Stuffin' in it, it down, beat the stuff up
Shorty, don't run it
She give me the I'm breakin' it off
I can tell a stab by the way she walk
Fatty flickin' it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out the gator 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 that got a lotta ass, 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

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

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

Oh 'Cris, can you do it That's what they askin' me
Hit skins, catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin' take a lickin'
And keep on tickin' from thicker
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 that, get that cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em

Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up 'cause we like them thangs
I like it when you let me try,
girl I ain't got nothin' but time
Let a nigga get a little cut up
Cut up, gettin' brains in the
We love to cut up 'cause we them freaky thangs
I like it when you let me try,
'Cause girl I ain't got but time
Let a nigga get a cut up girl

I come the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy
the royal penis 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' boots all night
We not stoppin', I care if the kids watchin'
I stir it like motherfuckin' coffee and brown
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno producer
Tally whacker is a hard storm trooper with a purple helmet
Made for pink cookies
Goonie goo-goo, we cut and wookies
And fat because they need love too
So go on big girl, whatchu do?