Freak!
Keep a freak
At the end of the day she 'gon pop it
Love me I know we never switch the topic
Beat up ya mans, and we taking his profits
Key to success, niggas call me the locksmith
Go lock the door, nigga don't let the cops in
Had to stack up the mula nigga ain't no option
You don't see him, I'm letting you know that I shot him
Had to send him a message since he wanna comment
Oh
Had to let a nigga know
I be counting cash, damn you niggas broke
Told her come here she suck it on the floor
Call me a thottie, I just want some more (yeah)
2-2-2 shots at the opp while you chill on the block
You hearing the sub better let it rock
Keep a freak
At the end of the day she 'gon pop it
Love me I know we never switch the topic
Beat up ya mans, and we taking his profits
Key to success, niggas call me the locksmith
Go lock the door, nigga don't let the cops in
Had to stack up the mula, nigga ain't no option
You don't see him, I'm letting you know that I shot him
Had to send him a message since he wanna comment
Oh
Had to let a nigga know
I be counting cash, damn you niggas broke
Told her come here she suck it on the floor
Call me a thottie, I just want some more (yeah)
2-2-2 shots at the opp while you chill on the block
You hearing the sub better let it rock
At the end of the day she 'gon pop it
Love me I know we never switch the topic
Beat up ya mans, and we taking his profits
Key to success, niggas call me the locksmith
Go lock the door, nigga don't let the cops in
Had to stack up the mula nigga ain't no option
You don't see him, I'm letting you know that I shot him
Had to send him a message since he wanna comment
Oh
Had to let a nigga know
I be counting cash, damn you niggas broke
Told her come here she suck it on the floor
Call me a thottie, I just want some more (yeah)
2-2-2 shots at the opp while you chill on the block
You hearing the sub better let it rock
Keep a freak
At the end of the day she 'gon pop it
Love me I know we never switch the topic
Beat up ya mans, and we taking his profits
Key to success, niggas call me the locksmith
Go lock the door, nigga don't let the cops in
Had to stack up the mula, nigga ain't no option
You don't see him, I'm letting you know that I shot him
Had to send him a message since he wanna comment
Oh
Had to let a nigga know
I be counting cash, damn you niggas broke
Told her come here she suck it on the floor
Call me a thottie, I just want some more (yeah)
2-2-2 shots at the opp while you chill on the block
You hearing the sub better let it rock
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Writer(s): Reginald Geddie
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