Gucci Mane - Freaky Gurl (remix instrumental) lyrics

Yeah Yeah (x2) She a very freaky girl Don't bring her to mama First you get her name The you get her number Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Let me set the record straight Hater you participate Three 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 Betcha baby-daddy ain't icing like the kid be Gotcha baby-momma front seat of the Ferrari She a very freaky girl Don't bring her to mama First you get her name The you get her number Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Gucci Mane the fly baby, I'm that guy Girls' eyeballs pop when I ride by My money long as a limo Just to show off I put my wrist out the window Ride through the six, little kids scream bingo Fell off in the spotlight Ay, let's mingle Then the DJ play my new single The club got crazy All the hoes went psycho She a very freaky girl Don't bring her to mama First you get her name The you get her number Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Don't be conceited, girl I know you here, girl I know your secret, girl But I'm gon' keep it, girl Oh, you's a college girl? Be a Gucci girl Oh you a Gucci fan? Let's go to Gucci land You digging Gucci Mane 'Cause only Cuchi can Drop a stack, pop you back with a rubber band You digging Gucci Gucci Let's do the hoochie coochie Oh that's yo girlfriend? Why don't you introduce me? She a very freaky girl Don't bring her to mama First you get her name The you get her number Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some p**y in the front seat of the Hummer