FREDDIE DREDD - Fraud lyrics
[FREDDIE DREDD - Fraud lyrics]
Mo-mothafucka
Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back
I hate that
For 25 bones I get it mix matched
I'ma I'ma fuck a fool I think
I might go hit up Deebo
He's mean though, I gotta get my
Drink before I heave
Hoe heave hoe
I keep it strapped up, loaded
I ain't never lackin' lackin'
I get the pack and where you
At? I need that action
Baby baby, want it want it
I got my Glock with me and I
Just wanna kill it kill it
I get so drunk, all alone
While she callin' my phone
But the Freddie at your home home
Aiming at your dome dome
Goddamn boy
Who be feeding you this shit shit?
Scared him like a bitch
Keep it on me like my dick
Cause sell me goods, sell me what
I just wanna fuck it up
Wanna wanna fuck it up
Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back
I hate that
For 25 bones I get it mix matched
I'ma I'ma fuck a fool I think
I might go hit up Deebo
He's mean though, I gotta get
My drink before I heave
Hoe heave hoe
Where ya Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back
Where ya Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back
Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back
Where ya Where ya at, mama?
Gotta tell me 'fore I get back