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new boyz - fm$ (freak my shit) lyrics

fm$ (freak my sh-t)

i could fall off today
still steal a famous n-gg- hoe, i’m a young fly n-gg- fa sho.

okay, now putcho -ss, on my d-ck, and pose for this sh-t.
okay now freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.
freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.

i said i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
i’m-i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancing with.
i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
shout out to the f-ckin’ dj for playin’ this sh-t;

[legacy]
-ss all over me,
drunk’s the only way i’m supposed to be.
my ex say i’m trippin’, the money made me different.
i said b-tch you just addicted, because of what the d-ck did.
do you like this position? do you like this position?
it will sit sippin get you interested in kissin’ women?
is it f-ckin in ambition?
fu-f-ckin in ambition?
bring that -ss back, like it’s stuck in intermission.
cute chick with the hair curly,
she ride that d-ck till it get early,
her p-ssy clean but she dance dirty.
f-ck me getting blown out, b-tch i am kirby.
you makin’ love too long, do me like nig gone,
do me like your n-gg- gone,
the baddest girls in la, in the bay, and i’m doin’ me even when i’m on break,

so if i fall off today
still steal a famous n-gg- hoe, i’m a young fly n-gg- fa sho.

[chorus]
okay, now putcho -ss, on my d-ck, and pose for this sh-t.
okay now freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.
freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.
i said i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
i’m-i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancing with.
i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
shout out to the f-ckin’ dj for playin’ this sh-t;

[ben j]
if your b-tch came up to me, homie dats mackin’
swag killin’ you on what you call ya’ best outfit,
plenty more so it’s fo sho’ we gettin’ on these wh-r-s,
have an orgy in this b-tch, no more light doors.
you a wall flower, and i’m west north,
but i got my jordan’s on, so don’t step on em,
be up in here flexin,’ i might have to drop ya’ homes,
tell the mothaf-ckin’ dj to turn the waka on,
but i’mma turn it down, because there’s too much p-ssy.
throw my gogo at these birds bird,
call em whoopees,
can’t do a sausage fest, come on girl make it juicy.
dancin’ on me, african booty booty call it judy,
tonight its going down, i only came out here for work.
i said i liked ya girl, but actions speak louder than words.
i didn’t do nothing that b-tch came onto me first.
i can’t lie i had some money; told that b-tch to work. hah..
(told that b-tch to work)

[chorus]
okay now freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.
freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t, freak my sh-t,
b-tch freak my sh-t.
i said i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
i’m-i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancing with.
i’m about to f-ck who i’m dancin’ with,
shout out to the f-ckin’ dj for playin’ this sh-t;

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