CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Freaky Dancer
Brrrr, big bank
Beish! the f**k?
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
Ain’t no way in hell I give this pu**y up for free
Frito ain’t no laying up, just give dem chips to me
He be geeking for attention, gave me brain like SAT
B*t*h I’m from Atlanta, I’m the baddest ten I see
In my bag, I been Gucci, pockets big as Raspusia
I get nasty off that liquor, sh*t get wet as jacuzzi
I need diamonds, perfect timing, and Chanel for this coochie
I’m a dime, he do crime and go to jail for this pu**y
Chocolate chip, he wanna dip, he like the smell of this cookie
Ima dog ‘em like the vet, ion f**k with no rookies
Catch a nut and call his Uber, can’t get too involved
He in love, I just duck that n***a when he call
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
F**k me with my hands up
N***a go pull your pants up
Breathing hard and stroking it
And that d**k won't even stand up
F**k out my house, ‘fo I call yo baby mama
Trust me, she don't want these problems
She can't handle all this drama
Gimme them racks, gimme them stacks
Not giving the loot, not pulling no tracks
Couldn't touch or smell this mango pu**y from the front or back
Uh, 747 fly out, i'm in Paris
I come with a lot of baggage, got a mean designer fetish
Uh, Gucci on this pu**y, Chanel on these nipples
I never match designers, that's complicated, I’m simple
I like a lot of cash, n***as like a lot of a**
If you introduce that d**k, better have a f**king bag
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
Beish! the f**k?
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
Ain’t no way in hell I give this pu**y up for free
Frito ain’t no laying up, just give dem chips to me
He be geeking for attention, gave me brain like SAT
B*t*h I’m from Atlanta, I’m the baddest ten I see
In my bag, I been Gucci, pockets big as Raspusia
I get nasty off that liquor, sh*t get wet as jacuzzi
I need diamonds, perfect timing, and Chanel for this coochie
I’m a dime, he do crime and go to jail for this pu**y
Chocolate chip, he wanna dip, he like the smell of this cookie
Ima dog ‘em like the vet, ion f**k with no rookies
Catch a nut and call his Uber, can’t get too involved
He in love, I just duck that n***a when he call
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
F**k me with my hands up
N***a go pull your pants up
Breathing hard and stroking it
And that d**k won't even stand up
F**k out my house, ‘fo I call yo baby mama
Trust me, she don't want these problems
She can't handle all this drama
Gimme them racks, gimme them stacks
Not giving the loot, not pulling no tracks
Couldn't touch or smell this mango pu**y from the front or back
Uh, 747 fly out, i'm in Paris
I come with a lot of baggage, got a mean designer fetish
Uh, Gucci on this pu**y, Chanel on these nipples
I never match designers, that's complicated, I’m simple
I like a lot of cash, n***as like a lot of a**
If you introduce that d**k, better have a f**king bag
Pull my wig off when we f**king, leave ‘em c*mming
Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet
Licking on my neck I’m in his ear like how you want it
Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu
Freaky dancer dancin’ for money
Freaky dancer, f**k me with my hands up
