Freak Mob
"Marc Boomin, this you?"
Ugh huh
Ride
It's a lit day
She on all ten tryna get her rent paid
Freak Bitch, look like Cali Caliente
Lights, cameras, action. We got It all on display
I got the bop that drop they going Insane
They coming In by the flocks and I'm lovin' It
Girl so hot you gotta touch It wit a oven mit
Smash then pass, change phones, leave her wondering
I drop the bop that got the hoes runnin In
Game In my palm first pick, ain't no fumbling
Breathing exercises, playing It and runnin It
Baby never runnin, throw It back and make me cum again
Make me cum again, make me come again
If you ain't wit it then show me to yo other friend
She a freak and she pretty too
Me and you, one on one. What we finna do. ooh
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
You ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
"I drop the bop that got..."
Can you make It squirt
Go berserk, give me head fo' you go to work
Do it off a perc, do it til it hurt
Freak bitch she gone do It for a purse
Bout to kill the pussy, put It in a hearse
She fucked me so good, I had to put It in a verse
Ride It like a cowgirl, now put It in reverse
Hard to tell she a freak cause she so reserved
My favorite actress I love It when we playing nurse
Pants down to my knees pulling up her skirt
I give her what she want none of what she don't
Quick fast in a hurry kinda time I'm on
She walkin from you over to the crew
Nut one nut two need a interlude ooh
She a freak and she pretty too
Me and you, one on one. What we finna do. ooh
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
"I drop the bop that got..."
Ride, Ride. Gone
Gone
Gone
Ugh huh
Ride
It's a lit day
She on all ten tryna get her rent paid
Freak Bitch, look like Cali Caliente
Lights, cameras, action. We got It all on display
I got the bop that drop they going Insane
They coming In by the flocks and I'm lovin' It
Girl so hot you gotta touch It wit a oven mit
Smash then pass, change phones, leave her wondering
I drop the bop that got the hoes runnin In
Game In my palm first pick, ain't no fumbling
Breathing exercises, playing It and runnin It
Baby never runnin, throw It back and make me cum again
Make me cum again, make me come again
If you ain't wit it then show me to yo other friend
She a freak and she pretty too
Me and you, one on one. What we finna do. ooh
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
You ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
"I drop the bop that got..."
Can you make It squirt
Go berserk, give me head fo' you go to work
Do it off a perc, do it til it hurt
Freak bitch she gone do It for a purse
Bout to kill the pussy, put It in a hearse
She fucked me so good, I had to put It in a verse
Ride It like a cowgirl, now put It in reverse
Hard to tell she a freak cause she so reserved
My favorite actress I love It when we playing nurse
Pants down to my knees pulling up her skirt
I give her what she want none of what she don't
Quick fast in a hurry kinda time I'm on
She walkin from you over to the crew
Nut one nut two need a interlude ooh
She a freak and she pretty too
Me and you, one on one. What we finna do. ooh
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
Coming through, It's the Freak Mob
City on lock, west to the eastside
If you ain't wit It then we throwing up the peace sign
Can't stop, won't stop not even for a street sign
"I drop the bop that got..."
Ride, Ride. Gone
Gone
Gone
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