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akinyele - do you wanna lyrics

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[chorus: akinyele & christine mclean]
do u
really wanna freak one of us (x3)
u got me
thinkin bout freakin u
in da middle a freakin my bo
what am i sposed to do about dat? u got me(x2)

[verse 1: akinyele, christine mclean]
yo, yoi know this girl named sally, from cali
babe so bad, she prolly put the b in bally
she used to drive from the valley in a black denali
do me where they filmed boyz n da hood, in the alley
i know this dude named tico, from puerto rico
always wanna do it his way, like carlito
till one day i freaked his friend, named fredrico
he changed his whole tone up, like mafioso he gonе
i know this girl named samantha, from atlanta
you know every chick out thеre some type of dancer
i told her “girl i got more bows, than santa”
do me for free, she looked at me, and get a wrong answer
i know this guy like lavidavis, from las vegas
the dude had about every colour flavour gators
bought me a house next to his, so i could be his neighbour
i was like, what?, ready to make noreaga’s
i know this girl named rota, from north dakota
ugh, phone s+x like motorola
agh, when i feelin like toyota
she be drunk, i be sober, i tell her ‘turn over’
i know this dude named nizza, from new yizzark
i don’t know but out there, that’s the way they tizza
central pizzark, he tried to do me in the vizza
but i wasn’t trying to get, left with white kizza
[chorus: akinyele & christine mclean
do u
really wanna freak one of us (x3)
u got me
thinkin bout freakin u
in da middle a freakin my bo
what am i sposed to do about dat? u got me(x2)

[verse 2: akinyele, christine mclean]
yo, yo, yo
i know this guy mandingo, from san domingo
whaa, cat big like two mangos
whoo, u should see the way this kid hang y’all
he’s so big he don’t wear condoms he wear kangols
i know this girl, called tammy, from miami
huh, parked her nanny, big f+nny
you should see it, when she come up out her d+mn panties
i lift my head in the air like some type of grammy
i know this brother named dean, from new orleans
he make most of his cream, from serving fiends
he always, offer me green, to drop my jeans
i be like ‘huh’, talkin bout pipe dreams
i know this girl named raven, from new haven
woo, lady hairy like some type of caveman
she’s not the type a chick u could s+x and be fazing
she make a hard guy come and, shrivel like a raisin
i know this guy called kenyo, from virginia
aah, u should see the way he get up in ya
fella stretched like an antenna
putting mileage on my body like a freakin’ renter
i know a girl named hannah, from indiana
hair grabber you know she ain’t got no manners
a real, true to heart, g+ngb+nger
cuz when i s+x her, she keep on her bandana
[chorus: akinyele & christine mclean]
do u
really wanna freak one of us (x3)
u got me
thinkin bout freakin u
in da middle a freakin my bo
what am i sposed to do about dat? u got me(x2)



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