Night Lovell, FREDDIE DREDD - FREAK lyrics
Shermar Paul [Ottawa, Canada]
[Night Lovell, FREDDIE DREDD - FREAK lyrics]
What happened to you?
Okay, okay, okay, ah shit, yeah
Wanna take my shine, bitch?
(Shine) You can try (Try)
Run up on me, think you slick wit' it, uh
(It's lit) you gon' die
Brand new whip, ain't take no pic wit' it
(No pics) 'Til them niggas thought I really
Wasn't sick wit' it, oh, i made 'em cry
Can't believe it's me
I got a lot of this shit just to keep
It just fucks wit' me
I'm hopin' that this shit ain't just a dream
I'm not backin' off, on and off
That bitch fuck wit' me
I just break her back, send her back
(yeah) no, I never keep 'em, yeah
Nigga, I'm the fuckin' runnin' back
(Okay) see me, then I'm gone (Okay)
She so sexy, had to run it back
(yeah) third time is a charm, yeah
All that ass, what I'ma do wit' that? yeah
Can't even see that thong (Yеah)
Used to only like 'em all brunеtte, yeah
Now I like 'em blonde, yeah
Either way she look like she
Just left Calypso water park (Okay, oh)
Got two German bitches wit' me
They both high like Miramare (Okay)
Should I cash on the Patek
Or should I cop the Audemar? (Okay)
Showed her how to take this dick
(yeah, 'kay) hosted a take dick seminar
Don't complain
This is everything I wanted to myself
I'm okay
But, it's a lot of demons stuck under my belt
It came fallin' down
All I found was shit I hate to see
Bitch, look at me now
All this shit has turned me to a freak
Freak, freak dOOMSHOP, motherfucker
I hear you, roger that, I come in
Make them fuckin' mad
You, you lookin' like a freak
I flash that gat and watch you tweak
I, I get a kick from it
I like to watch these bitches switch
('Ches switch)
These switches come from riches
Hear that drum, you turn to snitches
I, I don't just hit the block
I make 'em flock and watch 'em drop (Drop)
I'm countin' hella shots
I grip the grip and let it pop
Your papa droppin' some
I think I ganked 'em for his funds
I'd like a sniper gun
I think it would be really fun this one
This one for the freaks with the gats up
Get ya, get ya gats up
Fuckin' with the best, bruh
This, this one for the bitches
Shut yo' fuckin' shit
I'll have a murder fit, just test me once
I'll make a hit
Okay, okay, okay, ah shit, yeah
Wanna take my shine, bitch?
(Shine) You can try (Try)
Run up on me, think you slick wit' it, uh
(It's lit) you gon' die
Brand new whip, ain't take no pic wit' it
(No pics) 'Til them niggas thought I really
Wasn't sick wit' it, oh, i made 'em cry
Can't believe it's me
I got a lot of this shit just to keep
It just fucks wit' me
I'm hopin' that this shit ain't just a dream
I'm not backin' off, on and off
That bitch fuck wit' me
I just break her back, send her back
(yeah) no, I never keep 'em, yeah
Nigga, I'm the fuckin' runnin' back
(Okay) see me, then I'm gone (Okay)
She so sexy, had to run it back
(yeah) third time is a charm, yeah
All that ass, what I'ma do wit' that? yeah
Can't even see that thong (Yеah)
Used to only like 'em all brunеtte, yeah
Now I like 'em blonde, yeah
Either way she look like she
Just left Calypso water park (Okay, oh)
Got two German bitches wit' me
They both high like Miramare (Okay)
Should I cash on the Patek
Or should I cop the Audemar? (Okay)
Showed her how to take this dick
(yeah, 'kay) hosted a take dick seminar
Don't complain
This is everything I wanted to myself
I'm okay
But, it's a lot of demons stuck under my belt
It came fallin' down
All I found was shit I hate to see
Bitch, look at me now
All this shit has turned me to a freak
Freak, freak dOOMSHOP, motherfucker
I hear you, roger that, I come in
Make them fuckin' mad
You, you lookin' like a freak
I flash that gat and watch you tweak
I, I get a kick from it
I like to watch these bitches switch
('Ches switch)
These switches come from riches
Hear that drum, you turn to snitches
I, I don't just hit the block
I make 'em flock and watch 'em drop (Drop)
I'm countin' hella shots
I grip the grip and let it pop
Your papa droppin' some
I think I ganked 'em for his funds
I'd like a sniper gun
I think it would be really fun this one
This one for the freaks with the gats up
Get ya, get ya gats up
Fuckin' with the best, bruh
This, this one for the bitches
Shut yo' fuckin' shit
I'll have a murder fit, just test me once
I'll make a hit