K-Lou - Freaky sh** lyrics

[Chorus 4X] It don't matter how you do it, when you do it, who you do it wit' Long as it's that freaky sh** [Verse 1] Never question profession since I was an adolescent To females, here's a suggestion when it comes to the dick I make draft picks, the ones who cum too quick And the ones that hang with it Watchin' hoes hate ‘cause can't handle this Rollin' on a hot night and lookin' jiggy Checkin' my pockets, nothin' less than a fifty; n***as feel me Step in the club, n***as and broads wall-to-wall Step to the bar to get my swerve on, Henny with a straw What I'm in the mood for when it comes to my nut, I'm hardcore Send the Mo to the table by the dancefloor Walk through the crowd, gettin' jocked with my crew Somebody's popped the Mo ‘cause somebody's gettin' screwed Let me get my stroll on, so I can see who's bold Because this p**y I got here, yeah, it's platinum gold And my lips on swole as you explode Beggin' for the a** once more and now you know the sh**'s no joke Give me five hund' because baby I need some smoke p**y-whipped, so fake n***as, they can't cope [Chorus] [Verse 2] 69 ways turn into a 1-38 From the dining room table, I'm watchin' you masturbate Turn that a** over and a**ume the position Either it's a stickin' or a hellafied freaky lickin' Oh, you ain't knowin' ‘bout this mackin' a** P I be that Infamous sista from the S-A-C, b**h Blaze my muthaf**in' blunt in a set And all you playa hatin' hoes, you can give Mac Dre head All you hatin' a** n***as, keep your eyes on your b**h One time is all it takes and she'll be lickin' on my clit, ha ha [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mac Dre] You got yours first but don't trip Don't stop, let's continue Play with my nuts while I'm diggin' in deep up in you You ain't no punk, ugh, girl, you's a freak On your stomach while I'm divin', you squeezin' booty cheeks Now switch ‘em up, hit ‘em up in the air and open wide Let me slide and glide before you ride This a trip, damn, baby, you hella sick Put her mouth to the p**y to the booty back to the mouth slurpin' hella dick You hella wet, ugh, and gettin' moister You on gin, ginseng, hop, and smoked oysters Stupid doo doo, you got voodoo, b**h, I think you cursed The way you stripped and pulled that big dil*o out your purse Joogin' and jabbin', stabbin', havin' a ball Jackin' off, soundin' hella soft You got a husband? You married and doin' sneaky sh**? But don't trip, beyatch, this that freaky sh** [Chorus]