Trina, LightSkinKeisha - Freaky Dancer lyrics
LightSkinKeisha
[Trina, LightSkinKeisha - Freaky Dancer lyrics]
Pull my wig off when we fucking
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up
Ain't no way in hell I give this pussy up for free
(fuck I look like)
Frito ain't no laying up
Just give them chips to me
He be geeking for attention
Gave me brain like SAT
Bitch I'm from Atlanta
I'm the baddest ten I see
In my bag I been Gucci
Pockets big as Rasputia
I get nasty off that liquor
Shit get wet as jacuzzi
I need diamonds
Perfect timing and Chanel for this coochie
I'm a dime
He do crime and go to jail for this pussy
Chocolate chip
He wanna dip, he like the smell of this cookie
I'ma dog him like the vet
I'on fuck with no rookies
Catch a nut and call his Uber
Can't get too involved
He in love
I just duck that nigga when he call
Pull my wig off when we fucking
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up
Trina
Fuck me with my hands up
Nigga go pull your pants up
Breathing hard and stroking it and that
Dick won't even stand up
Fuck out my house 'fore I
Call your baby momma
Trust me she don't want these problems
She can't handle all this drama
Give me them racks
Give me them stacks, now give me the loot, now I'm pulling them tracks
Couldn't touch or smell this mango pussy from the front or back
Uh
747 fly out, I'm in Paris
I come with a lotta baggage
Got a mean designer fetish, uh
Gucci on this pussy, Chanel on these nipples
I never match designers
That's complicated, I'm simple
I like a lotta cash, niggas like a lotta ass
If you introduce that dick
Better have a fucking bag, yeah
Pull my wig off when we fucking
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up
Ain't no way in hell I give this pussy up for free
(fuck I look like)
Frito ain't no laying up
Just give them chips to me
He be geeking for attention
Gave me brain like SAT
Bitch I'm from Atlanta
I'm the baddest ten I see
In my bag I been Gucci
Pockets big as Rasputia
I get nasty off that liquor
Shit get wet as jacuzzi
I need diamonds
Perfect timing and Chanel for this coochie
I'm a dime
He do crime and go to jail for this pussy
Chocolate chip
He wanna dip, he like the smell of this cookie
I'ma dog him like the vet
I'on fuck with no rookies
Catch a nut and call his Uber
Can't get too involved
He in love
I just duck that nigga when he call
Pull my wig off when we fucking
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up
Trina
Fuck me with my hands up
Nigga go pull your pants up
Breathing hard and stroking it and that
Dick won't even stand up
Fuck out my house 'fore I
Call your baby momma
Trust me she don't want these problems
She can't handle all this drama
Give me them racks
Give me them stacks, now give me the loot, now I'm pulling them tracks
Couldn't touch or smell this mango pussy from the front or back
Uh
747 fly out, I'm in Paris
I come with a lotta baggage
Got a mean designer fetish, uh
Gucci on this pussy, Chanel on these nipples
I never match designers
That's complicated, I'm simple
I like a lotta cash, niggas like a lotta ass
If you introduce that dick
Better have a fucking bag, yeah
Pull my wig off when we fucking
Leave him cumming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I'm in his ear like
"How you want it?"
I'ma hop up on it
I'ma ride it like I own it, yeah
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Do what you want me to do, ooh ooh ooh
Freaky dancer, dancing for money
Freaky dancer, fuck me with my hands up