King August - Super Freak! (Bonus Track)

Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad
She just want the purses and the bags

Nieman Louis Gucci hoe relax
Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad
She just want the purses and the bags

Nieman Louis Gucci hoe relax
I'ma go broke tryna mess with my new chick
Got me stuck in a box she a Rubiks
Got my phone with the locks and the new prints

Swear to God if I keep spending money I'ma lose it
Feeling like a player getting played I'm like a doofus
Every time we hit the mall she got a new fit
Tryna find a new bitch she a nuisance

But she lay it down so I keep her and that's true shit
I ain't really tripping on a new hoe
Loop holes got my homies out of new homes
Kudos to your money and your Hugo's

You know she be stunting up in new clothes
Yo bro she the boss of shit she on top of it
Till you stop spending money and she off your dick
Found a hubby acting funny now she out your crib

You a dummy she a puppy you adopted bitch
Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad
She just want the purses and the bags

Nieman Louis Gucci how relaxed
Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad
She just want the purses and the bags

Nieman Louis Gucci how relaxed
Rick James quick thing she on fire she a Luke Kane
New fame got attire like I'm Bruce Wayne
Rich thing like Mariah let the crew bang

Smooth play she retire in a huge place
New suede with a fire and a blue range
2K getting wired from the wood play
Could hate but decide I would get played

OK I'ma empty out my pockets baby you can do the rest
If you feeling cocky lady show me who the best
I'ma be a sponsor got my logo on your chest
They say you a monster I prefer the term "a mess"

We can work it out I think it's easy when you sweat
Taking off your blouse it gives me peace it ease the stress
Put it in your mouth when I release girl you the best
I don't need a spouse but down to wife you for the sex

Cause you a super freak
Super freak you super freaky hoe
Who gon' need
Who gon' need

A fucking prenup nah
Super freak
Super freak you super freaky ho
I'm gon' need

I'm gon' need
A fucking prenup nah
Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad

She just want the purses and the bags
Nieman Louie Gucci hoe relax
Bitches only want me for my racks
I be going broke and she be mad

She just want the purses and the bags
Nieman Louie Gucci ho relax
Damn
I'ma really need a prenup

Fuck

Written by:
August Johnson

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