Cyber Sapp - Freaky Girl lyrics

[Intro] Yeaa! Yeaa! [Hook] She's a very freaky girl, don't bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer [Verse 1] Gucci, let me set the record straight: Hater: you participate 3 girls with me like I'm going on Elimidate Say you got a man, but your man ain't here The ice in my ear shine like a chandelier Jumping out the phantom, don't you think I'm handsome? Watch on my wrist cost more than a mansion Bet your baby-daddy ain't icing like the kid be Got your baby mama front seat of my Ferrari [Hook] [Verse 2] Gucci, Gucci Mane La Flare. Baby, I'm that guy Girls' eyeballs pop when they see when my Lamb' pa** by My money long as a limo Just to show off, I put my wrist out the window I ride through the 6, little kids scream "bingo!" I fell off in the spotlight, ay, lets mingle Then the DJ play my new single The club got crazy, all the girls went psycho [Hook] [Verse 3] Gucci! Don't be conceited, girl I know you're freaky, girl I know your secret, girl But I'm gonna keep it, girl Oh, you's a college girl? Go on and be a Gucci girl Oh, you's a Gucci fan? Let's go to Gucciland You dig a Gucci man Cause only Gucci can Drop a rack, pop your back with a rubberband You diggin Gucci, Gucci Let's do the oochi-coochi Oh, that's your girlfriend? Why don't you introduce me