Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the and it light showers
And probably hookin' up with that girl
That's been, two-wayin' you all
Her baby, Daddy's out of so, you can fuck around
It's to check in that Motel 6, $59.95
Not a cent more, for that ho
Yeah, stop by that convenience
And pick up rubbers magnum I hope
is Faizon Love and I love hoes
I just don't pay

Cut up, know we that, get that cut up
Freaky thangs, we be '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 on we'll be rollin'
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot spots I'm top
My niggaz never but I told 'em
I catch you at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C.
That on we'd be bonin'
Fat cats I'm ready to tap that so back
No wonder why you wakin' up

I'm you Luda', smokin' my Buddha, coochie recruiter
Comin' at the fatty in a platinum so back it up fast
Hit it a hour and a half, watch the splash
On the back and leave it drippin' down the of her ass
Call me Mr. Magillicuddy, chasin' booty soft as silly
Killin' for money, still a thug get bump some pokin'
And locomotion bunnies for threesome getcha buddy
When I'm feelin' scummy I to cut

Tan skin so, butter soft I'm rippin' the off yo' blouse
Smell the of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house
the ratio of men to women
And to men when down south
Hot fellatio, hot jalapenos holla they in yo' mouth
So we love

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 hell out other
And I hope we be the same freaks
We can get the goin'
Handlin' business while I bang skeet
Wash the dick off and kick off another again
I can break 'em off in the shower, flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from the is the shit
And the in the West is the best
But Twista love them and South hoes

Come up out yo', negligee, 'em on a regular day
Cum six times but seven today
Ludacris in the back of Chevrolet
my name?
So magical I come and the game
You motherfuckers really to gain
but hatin' and a look of disgust
So must, stay Adrenaline Rush
why they don't be bustin' the same

I'm clutchin' my
Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, the stuff up
Shorty, don't run 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 this 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, know we like that, get cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

Bubble, bubbles is in the bathtub
you stutter from the b-body butters and backrubs
It's me thinkin' about the bottles that pop
The models swallow willin', up under my pillow stayin' strapped up
If it tickles in the middle from Mr. you try to escape
So give me the you gettin' wrapped up
Rooty tooty so fruity and fresh, I'm fresh and
Ya duty's to figure the booty's slapped up

I love them chicks that be thick as a of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her
How I dip up in it we can a video
But I got the radio Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up cutty buddy
Come on and dip up the hideout with Twist'
But after we do what we gon' do getcha purse and get
Because now you to ride out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it That's what they askin' me
Hit skins, causin'
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin' take a lickin'
And keep on tickin' from thicker
Finger lickin' never get sick and tired, just a look in her eyes
And you can tell she's a figure five, so we love

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

I from the eighth planet in the 19th galaxy
Where the penis is clean, yo' majesty
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the dick of insanity
I'm good lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all long
We not stoppin', I don't care if the watchin'
I it like 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 pink cookies
Goonie goo-goo, we cut bigfoots and
And fat women because need love too
So go on big girl, whatchu do?