Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Thangs

{It's two a.m. in the and it light showers
And you're probably up with that girl
That's been, you all week
Her baby, Daddy's out of town so, you can around
It's okay to check in Motel 6, $59.95
Not a cent more, for that ho
Yeah, stop by that convenience
And pick up them rubbers I hope
This is Love and I love hoes
I don't pay 'em}

Cut up, we like that, get that cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em
Get cut up, cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em

I'm kinda hopin' maybe you wanna kick it in the L.A.C.
So later on we'll be
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot I'm top notch
My niggaz listen but I told 'em
When I catch you at the game game at the A.U.C.
That later on be bonin'
Fat cats I'm to tap that so back that
No wonder why you wakin' up

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

Tan so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house
Check the ratio of men to
And to men when down south
Hot fellatio, hot holla while they in yo' mouth
So we that

C-c-cut up, know we that, get that cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em
Get cut up, cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em

Now I got the feelin' we can cut the out each other
And I hope we be the same thang
We can get the mattress
Handlin' business while I bang skeet
Wash the off and kick off another session again
I can 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors
The pieces from the is the shit
And the in the West is the best
But Twista love them Chicago and South

up out yo', negligee, freak 'em on a regular day
Cum six times but it's today
in the back of your Chevrolet
What's my
So I come and touch the game
You motherfuckers really lust to
Nothin' but hatin' and a of disgust
So must, stay Adrenaline Rush
why they don't be bustin' the same

I'm my thang
Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the up
Shorty, don't run it
She me the booty I'm breakin' it off
I can tell a stab by the way she walk
Fatty like it was dubs on it
Peep how this got skills, get 'em out the gator high heels
Pullin' rubbers and up out your Prada bag
Wanna 'dro I got a bag, take a proper drag befo' I tap it
I love the that got a lotta ass, so we love that

C-c-cut up, we like that, get that cut up
Freaky thangs, we be 'em
Get cut up, cut up
thangs, we be bout 'em

Bubble, bubble is in the bathtub
Makin' you from the b-body butters and backrubs
It's killin' me thinkin' about the that pop
The models that swallow willin', up under my pillow stayin' up
If it tickles in the middle from Mr. you try to escape
So give me the rope you gettin' up
Rooty tooty so and fresh, I'm fresh and fruity
Ya duty's to figure the booty's gettin' 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 make a
But I got the radio Jagged Edge by the bed
When you wanna get up witcha buddy
Come on and dip up through the hideout with
But after we do we gon' do getcha purse and get together
Because now you gots to out bitch

Oh 'Cris, can you do it again? That's what askin' me
Hit skins, catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my
Sip gin, yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm you'll take a lickin'
And keep on from thicker thighs
Finger lickin' never get sick and tired, take a look in her eyes
And you can tell she's a five, 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

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

I come from the planet in the 19th galaxy
Where the royal is clean, yo' majesty
Can it be, E, Appolonia, Vanity, all mad at me?
I'm the Prince of insanity
I'm lovin', body-rockin', knockin' boots all night long
We not stoppin', I don't if the kids watchin'
I stir it like motherfuckin' and brown sugar
Girls dem sugar, world class lover, Kamasutra, porno producer
Tally whacker is a rock hard storm with a purple helmet
Made for pink cookies
Goonie goo-goo, we cut and wookies
And fat women they need love too
So go on big girl, gon' do?