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Ludacris - Freaky Thangs Lyrics |
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| Current Rating: None | It's two a.m. in the morning and it uhh..
light showers and you're probably
hookin up with that girl
that's been, two-wayin you all week. Her baby
daddy's out
of town so uhh, you can fuck around. It's okay to check in
that Motel 6. $59.95, not a cent more, for that dirty-ass ho.
Yeah. Stop
by that convenience store and pick up them rubbers -
magnum I hope. This is
Phazon Love and uhh, I love hoes.
I just don't pay 'em!
[Hook:
Jagged Edge]
Cut up! Know we like that, get that cut up
Freaky thangs,
we be bout 'em
Get that cut up! Oh-whooooooo, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be
bout 'em
[Ludacris]
I'm kinda hopin that maybe you wanna kick
it in the L.A.C.
So later on we'll be rollin
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot
spots I'm top notch
My niggaz never listen but I told 'em
When I catch you
at the game runnin game at the A.U.C.
that later on we'd be bonin
Fat cats
I'm ready to tap that so back that
No wonder why you wakin up up
swollen
[Twista]
I'm feelin you Luda', smokin my buddha,
coochie recruiter
Comin at the fatty in a platinum Caddy so back it up
fast
Hit it a hour and a half, watch the spectacular splash
on the back
and leave it drippin down the crack of her ass
Call me Mr. Magillicuddy,
chasin booty sucker silly puddy
Killin for money, still a thug get bump; from
some pokin
and locomotion hittin bunnies, for threesome getcha buddy
When
I'm feelin scummy I love to cut
[Ludacris]
Tan skin so, butter
soft I'm rippin the buttons off yo' - BLOUSE
Smell the aroma of a dingaling
king Ludacris when I'm in yo' - HOUSE
Check the ratio of men to women and
women to men when down - SOUTH
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla while they
in yo' - MOUTH
So we love that
k-k-k-k
[Hook]
[Twista]
Now I got the feelin we
can cut the hell out each other
And I hope we be the same thang -
freaks
We can get the mattress goin eh-err, eh-err
Handlin business while
I bang bang - skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off another session again
I
can break 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from
the East is the shit
and the flesh in the West is the best
but Twista love
them Chicago and South hoes
[Ludacris]
Come up out yo',
negligee, freak 'em on a regular day
Cum six times - but it's seven
today
Ludacris in the back of your Chev-e-rolet
Ahh, ahh! What's my
name?
So magical I come and touch the game
You motherfuckers really lust
to gain
Nothin but hatin and a look of disgust
So it's must, stay
"Adrenaline Rush"
Wonderin why they don't be bustin the
same
[Twista]
I'm clutchin my thang;
stuffin in it, strokin
it down, beat the stuff up
Uh-uh shorty, don't run from it
She give me the
booty I'm breakin it off
I can tell a stab by the way that she walk
Fatty
flickin like it was dubs on it
Peep how this player got skills, get 'em out
the gator high heels
Pullin rubbers and swishers up out your Prada
bag
Wanna smoke 'dro I got a bag, take a proper drag befo' I tap it
I love
the chicks that got a lotta ass, so we love that
k-k-k-k
[Hook]
[Ludacris]
Bubble, bubble bubbles
is in the bathtub
Makin you stutter from the b-body butters and
backrubs
It's killin me thinkin about the bottles that pop
The models that
swallow willin, up under my pillow stayin strapped up
If it tickles in the
middle from Mr. Pickles you try to escape
So give me the rope you gettin
wrapped up
Rooty tooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity
Ya duty's
to figure the booty's gettin slapped up
[Twista]
I love them
chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs,
and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video
but I
got the radio bumpin Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha
cutty buddy
come on and dip up through the hideout with Twist'
But after
we do what we gon' do getcha purse and get together
because now you gots to
ride out - bitch!
[Ludacris]
Oh 'Cris, can you - do it again,
that's what they askin me
Hit skins, causin catastrophes
Get pinned, by me
and my family
Sip gin, fulfillin yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin
you'll take a lickin
and keep on tickin from thicker thighs
Finger lickin
never get sick and tired, just take a look in her eyes
and you can tell she's
a figure five, so we love that k-k-k-k
[Hook]
[Jagged
Edge - repeat 2X]
Cut up, gettin brains, in the Range
We love to cut
up cause we like them freaky thangs
I like it when you let me try,
anythang
Cause girl I ain't got nothin but time
Let a nigga get a little
cut up girl
I come from the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy,
where
the royal penis is clean, yo' majesty. Can it be,
Sheila E, Appalonia,
Vanity, all mad at me? I'm the
Prince dick of insanity. I'm good lovin,
body-rockin,
knockin boots all night long, we not stoppin.
I don't care
if the kids watchin, I stir it like motherfuckin
coffee and brown sugar.
Girls dem sugar. World class lover.
Kama sutra, porno music producer.
Tallywhacker is a rock hard
storm trooper with a purple helmet, made for
crushin
pink cookies. Goonie goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and wookies;
and fat
women, because they need love too.
So go on big girl, whatchu gon' do? |
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