Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

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

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

I'm you Luda', smokin' my Buddha, coochie recruiter
Comin' at the fatty in a platinum Caddy so back it up
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' soft as silly putty
Killin' for money, still a thug get bump from some
And hittin' bunnies for threesome getcha buddy
When I'm feelin' scummy I to cut

Tan so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo'
Check the ratio of men to
And women to men when south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla they 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 out each other
And I hope we be the thang freaks
We can get the mattress
Handlin' business I bang bang skeet
Wash the dick off and off another session again
I can break 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the
The pieces from the is the shit
And the flesh in the is the best
But Twista love them and South hoes

Come up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a day
Cum six but it's seven today
Ludacris in the of your Chevrolet
What's my
So magical I come and the game
You motherfuckers really to gain
but hatin' and a look of disgust
So it's must, stay Adrenaline
Wonderin' why they be bustin' the same

I'm clutchin' my
Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the up
Shorty, run from it
She give me the I'm breakin' it off
I can tell a stab by the way she walk
Fatty flickin' like it was on it
Peep how player got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
rubbers and swishers up out your Prada bag
Wanna smoke 'dro I got a bag, a proper drag befo' I tap it
I love the that got a lotta ass, so we love that

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

Bubble, bubble bubbles is in the
Makin' you stutter from the butters and backrubs
killin' me thinkin' about the bottles that 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 me the rope you gettin' wrapped up
Rooty tooty so and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity
Ya duty's to the booty's gettin' slapped up

I love them 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 Jagged Edge by the bed
you wanna get up witcha cutty buddy
Come on and dip up through the with Twist'
But after we do what we gon' do getcha and get together
Because now you gots to ride out

Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's 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' from thighs
Finger lickin' never get sick and tired, just 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
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

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

I from the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy
Where the royal penis is clean, yo'
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the Prince of insanity
I'm lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night long
We not stoppin', I don't care if the kids
I stir it motherfuckin' coffee and brown sugar
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno producer
Tally is a rock hard storm trooper with a purple helmet
Made for crushin' cookies
goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and wookies
And fat women they need love too
So go on big girl, gon' do?