Freaky For Fun (feat. Mr. Tokyo)

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Baby won't you come back
Fuck you from back and have some rough sex
First, we get faded
Foreplay played it
Run around naked
Toss you on the bed then I be fucking you no latex
Make you love positions that you always fucken hated
Set the camera make a porno then we fucken famous
You went down and ate it
Knowing all the basics
Baby shake that ass cause it might be the greatest
Stated, rate it
What the fuck you wanna do then name it
Baby, we can travel I can take you to the places
That you never been before, Florida to Vegas
Eat it up wait
Make out in whip then I go take you out like Rambo
After that we in the whip and you say I go damn slow
Speed it up I beat it up I put it in a damn flow
Girl, you look so sexy cause you dressed up in all camo

Throw that ass back
Make it clap clap
Watchu know bout making all these bands in the trap trap
Just wanna get to fucking we can skip all of the chat chat
You can feel it in your stomach, you know where I'm at at
Pour me up another cup, don't know which one that I'm on
These bitches keep on shaking ass and they keep playing my song
Roll a next blunt take it to the face and I'm gone
I love the ladies in the club cause they get freaky for fun

Baby won't you come back
You so good that I wanna go and run back
Turn around
Bust it down
I'm like wow
Ready for some combat
God damn buns fat, gonna make an impact
Coming in my room baby lingeries a gift wrap
You the gift, imma rap
Come and kiss, I'm with that
Give me head I'll run the pussy like a fucken running back

Cooking up every day they call me a lab rat
Sweet one in my radar I'ma have to tap that
I'ma need them digits I ain't talking bout a hashtag
We get rough, fast fuck, I call that a flashbang
If she rides while I roll I might get her a handbag
She be with me all the time I don't know where her man at
We be get freaky I lost track of where my hands at
She be busy sucking on my dick doing some handstands wait
Nun bout me basic
Baby, you should face it
Lasers get to beaming at yo eye I call it LASIK
Taste it, pouring up that Henny ain't no chasing
Pounding on that pussy girl you don't know whatchu facing
Fuck in every spot inside the house we running and we pacing
Flustered by my lifestyle girl this ain't nothing amazing
Man I'm zooted out my mind while fucking you I feel amazing
Man rewind up on this beat, gimme a sec I'm fucking blazing

Throw that ass back
Make it clap clap
Watchu know bout making all these bands in the trap trap
Just wanna get to fucking we can skip all of the chat chat
You can feel it in your stomach, you know where I'm at at
Pour me up another cup, don't know which one that I'm on
These bitches keep on shaking ass and they keep playing my song
Roll a next blunt take it to the face and I'm gone
I love the ladies in the club cause they get freaky for fun

Shoutout Stunna
T O K Y O



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Joseph
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