Still Get Paid - Freaky Girl

Freaky girl
She a sexy girl
She a freaky girl
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She a Freaky girl
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She a freaky girl
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She loves your boi
Cause I'm gutta gutta
You nothing nothing
Fronting fronting
Don't let me lose
My aim shot
What the fuck
You thought not
Imma flow to this
Just like you
Can't box
You can't
Out
Fox
That
Foxtrot!
Mommas boi
Stay clean
Dogs
With
Big toys
You already know
I win with
My flaws
You Cook so good
Nothings raw
You bless me
With no stress
So why would
I be fronting for
See the saw
Now you saw the saw
How to Saw
Kut that
Breaking it down
No shakedown
No fake smiles
You hate how
I talk to you
Then fuck you
Fuck you
You bought us
And sold us
For the price less than
Folgers
You owe us
Now those nights are
Over!
I'm your solider
Still no need for a chauffeur
They rather
Hold us Back
Like sell this crack
To my return
To this melting pot
For this life, I'm a get my shot
They hate this scrap
It's the coldest Jack
In any map
Ask your girl
If we both can't
Have this world
Till we spend this shit!
Just ask your bitch

Yo! Who you think you calling a bitch
Don't talk to me that way
You only speaking to me like that because
You wish you were my man
But I have a man
I'm good
So you could keep walking
Bye

Freaky girl
She a sexy girl
She a freaky girl
She's a sexy girl
She a Freaky girl
Sexy girl
She a freaky girl
Sexy girl
She a freaky girl
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She a freaky girl
Sexy girl
She's a freaky girl
Sexy girl

She likes the money fast
But not money fast
Even if you kiss her ass
I bet you miss her ass
You wish you could
Fix it fast
Knowing things won't
Exactly last
You trusted her
With
Six shots
Without a flinch or mask
She kills the case
Spends the cash
While she sits
On your face
You run the race
While they Chase the pape
I Change her face
With this watch
Go tell a cop
Stop who?
No question fool
Her body drools
Should have stayed in school
For y'all hating bitches
Come lately
With y'all lately riches
Don't mistake her
For faking with you
Or, snaking Nigger or
Getting licks or
Or bussing swipes
Or Thottin out
You're a block lover
You love to block
So thirsty you
Mssed the clock
You ain't worthy
You heard me
She loves my flesh
Can't get enough
She heard Handcuffs
No cream puff
She's moving again
I'm bout to bust
Ladies come first
She loves this nut
What's the rush
Stay a few
Work it slow
You see the view
Do it hard
You make it wet
Oh my God
Don't make it dry
Oh my God
I want to scream your name
Feel your pain
Get your name
Be your vain
Be your flesh
Be your food
You know the rules

Freaky girl
She a sexy girl
She a freaky girl
She's a sexy girl
She a Freaky girl
Sexy girl
She a freaky girl
Sexy girl
She a freaky girl
Sexy girl
She freaky girl
Sex girl
She a freaky girl
Sexy girl
She's a freaky girl
Sexy girl

Written by:
CROESUS ECELUGICH, KIMBERLY ECELUGICH

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