Rick Ross - Freaky Hoe lyrics

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Rick Ross - Freaky Hoe lyrics

[Hook – Big K.R.I.T.] F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho, freaky ho Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate “Bawse” Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate [Verse 1 – Rick Ross] Freaky n***a so I f**k her in her mouth F**k her in the a**, then I’m f*****g out (?) and (?), yeah they know what’s up Diamonds in her p***y when I fingerf** Rich n****s get a pa** when we nut fast (?) p***y be good with yo’ bum a** F*****g all night, freaky b***h’ll jump off the shelf She ask me to choke her, I keep my hands to myself We f**k on the flo’, I’m rolling up dough I lean to the side, she loving the stroke Better and badder, she got wetter and wetter (?) she f****d all my n****s and I will never forget her [Repeat Hook] [Verse 2 – Juicy J] She do something strange for a piece of change Swallow the whole thang and she don’t complain I met her in the sto’, I was high and had the munchies Shawty slid a whole banana down her throat like a monkey Had to take her to the spot, and that a** like a donkey You know dope dick turn a broke b***h into a junkie You know dope dick turn a rich b***h into a fiend Had to leave that b***h alone, she was drinking all my lean Dripping lipstick slob on my $1000 jeans I ain’t know she was this nasty, she not even gagging Go and pop a molly, pop a xerc, pop a xan Then give me blue tooth, that’s that head with no hands [Hook/Chorus – Big K.R.I.T.] F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho “aye” F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho “what?” Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho “can’t hear ya” Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho “can’t hear ya” F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho “can’t hear ya” F**k the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho “what?” Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho “say what?” Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho “tell ’em” Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate “tell ’em” Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate “tell ’em” Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate “tell ’em” Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate [Verse 3 – Too $hort] I f****d your main b***h and who she hang with They call me Too $hort, f**k you f*****g name b***h Bad b*****s like you, I just be freaking ’em I hit it once or twice, then we never speak again You remind me of a b***h I met years ago You either look like your mama or you been it befo’ You got a Georgia Peach a** with a Miami face LA swag with New York taste Me and Luke we used to f**k ’em after shows Now me and Rozay we f*****g all the hoes In the 3-o-5, where the b*****s say “pay me” And KOD, orange Tootsies going crazy Yeah I f**k with Katie all the way to East Oakland And when you with a boss mayne, you know we smoking I’m looking for a b***h, that love to tell Now pop that p***y girl and scrub the ground [Repeat Hook]