Elvis "BlackElvis" Williams - Lil Freak lyrics

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Elvis "BlackElvis" Williams - Lil Freak lyrics

[Produced by Black Elvis and Polow Da Don] [Verse 1: Usher] Ay girl yeah you the business So what the business Don't be shy I'm just talking to you girl Aye ma yo where your man at I know you got that cause you too fine to be single out here Girl he at home but he done f**ed up I swooped his girl up And what I'm about do to you he'll feel I did him wrong Cause I'm about to have a menage with his lady And some freaks at the bar who like f**ing with a star [Hook: Usher] If you're f**ing with me Really f**ing with me you go get some girls and bring them to me If you f**ing with me Really f**ing with me you let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak Be my little freak Be my little freak You let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak If you f**ing with me Really f**ing with me You let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak [Verse 2: Usher] Hey girl I see you like that You gettin' excited you rockin' like a pro with it girls By the way you got right on that with the chick you wanted And now you in the corner kissin' on a girl I'm about to have a menage with these here ladies look at those freaks at the bar looking for a star [Hook: Usher] If you're coming with me Really coming with me you go get some girls and bring them to me If you coming with me Really coming with me you let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak Be my little freak Be my little freak You let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak If you coming with me Really coming with me you let her put her hands in your pants Be my little freak [Verse 4: Nicki Minaj] Excuse me little Mama but you could say I'm on duty I'm looking for a cutie, a real big ol' ghetto booty I really like your kitty cat, and if you let me touch her I know you're not a bluffer, I'll take you to go see Usher I keep a couple hoes, like Santa I keep a vixen Got that Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Dixon, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen I'm hotter than a hundred degrees, a lotta bread no sesame seeds If I'm in your city, I'm signing them tig-ole-bitties I'm plotting on how I can take Ca**ie away from Diddy The girls want a Minaj, yeah they wetter than a rainman Usher buzz me in,, Everybody loves Raymond [Hook]