Correction Lyrics Super Freaky Girl (Roman Remix) [A-Cappella] by Rick James

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This is the extended version, ayo

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d**k up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)

Uh, okay, one thing about me, I'm the baddest alive
He know the prettiest b*t*h didn't come until I arrive
I don't let b*t*hes get to mе, I f**k they man if they try
I got a princess facе, a killer body, samurai mind
They can't be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my a**, I think I'll go for a dive
His ex b*t*h went up against me, but she didn't survive
On applications I write "pressure" 'cause that's what I apply (Brr)
P-P-P-Pressure applied, can't f**k a regular guy
Wetter than umbrellas and stickier than apple pie
I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d**k up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)

'Cause, what the f**k? This ain't Chanel, n***a, custom down?
Like, what the f**k? This ain't Burberry, custom brown
He said "Could you throw it back while you touch the ground?"
Then he said "Do that pu**y purr?" I said "Yup, meow"
Hold up, f**k-boys, ain't need no for you to roll up
Ain't no need for you to double tap neither, scroll up
Keep these b*t*hes on they toes like Manolo
Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO
Oh, woah, elegant b*t*h with a ho glow
If it ain't big, then I won't blow
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
F**k is the tea? I just F'd a G (Let's go)
Made him say "Uh," just ask Master P (Let's go)
Ball so hard, I just took a knee (Let's go)
Get me rocky ASAP, n***a, word to Rih (Let's go)
Freak
F-F-Freak
Some gyal a freak, gyal a freak
Gyal a freak, freak, freak, freak

He want a F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K (Freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (Freaky girl)

F-R-E-K, I'm a movie, I should be on replay (Ooh)
I'm tryna F-U-C-K, he got pictures of my t**ties in his briefcase (Purr)
I like D-I-C-K (C'mon), I like bad b*t*hes too, she can be bae (Muah)
A** fat to the max like TJ, BJ while he speedin' on the freeway
Don't play with Nicki 'cause it could get tricky
And that's word to Dricki, b*t*h, it could get sticky
And that's word to Dwayne Mi–, Michael Carter (Uh)
I'ma finish these dumb b*t*hes, Michael Myers (Woo)
Don't nobody wanna hear that weak sh*t ho
In the game, fifteen, ain't peak yet ho
Tell that goofy get a chair, she was c*cky, I could swear
'Til my old tape sold more than your album, drop a tear
Nick James, b*t*h, purr (Drop a tear)
A Nicki James, b*t*h (Drop a tear)
A Nick James (Drop a tear), a Nick James (Drop a tear), a Nick James, b*t*h (Drop a motherf**kin' tear, ahh)

My big booty b*t*hes in the buildin'
My little skinny b*t*hes in the buildin' (Let's go)
Now look at all the boys catchin' feelings
Now look at all the boys catchin' feelings (Brr)

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