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heembeezy - freaky n nasty lyrics

[intro: heembeezy]
(too raw)
it’s heembeezy, stop playin’ with me, lil’ baby
look, ah, ah
ah, ah, ayy, look, look
ooh, she get freaky and nasty
and i’ll beat that thing down if you ask me
ah, ah, ah (we say)

[chorus: heembeezy]
ooh, she get freaky and nasty (she get nasty)
your mama gone, lil’ baby, got the addy (got the addy)
and i’ll beat that thing down if you ask me (beat it up)
freak+a+leak, she gon’ suck me in the backseat
ooh, she get freaky and nasty (she get nasty)
your mama gone, lil’ baby, got the addy (got the addy)
and i’ll beat that thing down if you ask me (beat it up)
freak+a+leak, she gon’ suck me in the backseat
[verse 1: heembeezy]
hmm, my b+tch bad, yours ugly
i seen your text, but ain’t rеply, don’t bug me
your b+tch tapped in, and (surprise), shе wanna f+ck me
she might need recovery after i beat the monkey
you can choose me, hate to lose me, baby
i’m just tryna beat down your doonies, baby
i’m in this b+tch guts, never thought she’d let me f+ck
she might be from milwaukee, tell she all about her bucks
good backshots, i be pullin’ on extension
these n+ggas are my sons, might put ’em all in detention
she tried to f+ck an opp just to get my attention
these n+ggas can’t shoot sh+t, call ’em ben simmons
risk taker, b+tch taker, might f+ck your b+tch later
i hit her up and asked if she want d+ck later
you might be a snack, b+tch, but i don’t eat granola bars
suck me up good, you can leave when your phone charged, b+tch

[chorus: heembeezy]
ooh, she get freaky and nasty (she get nasty)
your mama gone, lil’ baby, got the addy (got the addy)
and i’ll beat that thing down if you ask me (beat it up)
freak+a+leak, she gon’ suck me in the backseat
ooh, she get freaky and nasty (she get nasty)
your mama gone, lil’ baby, got the addy (got the addy)
and i’ll beat that thing down if you ask me (beat it up)
freak+a+leak, she gon’ suck me in the backseat
[verse 2: dusetharuler]
i said, b+tch, i don’t do relations
i need my m’s and my fee, b+tch, i’m runnin’ out of patience
gang sh+t, duse and beezy on that gang sh+t
your n+gga, he an opp, when he see us, he lane switch
b+tch, i don’t do friends
if it’s beneficial, i might just do it just to get bands
get behind a b+tch, do my johnson, i’ma go in
feel like jackboy, hit your b+tch with no hands
look, now i’ma break it down slowly
i’m a ling ling boppin’, dough chasin’ chunky monkey
that redbone b+tch lookin’ thick and she want me
b+tches wanna take me ’cause they know i’m a trophy
and if her n+gga wanna trip, i don’t condone no bullsh+t
n+ggas know the deal, lil’ b+tch, ayy, i do this
ooh sh+t, we the joints of the year
beezy and dusetharuler, what the f+ck ain’t you hear, lil’ b+tch?

- heembeezy lyrics

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