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rory fresco - superfreak lyrics

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[chorus]
go away (go away), ayy
up in the clouds, float away (in the clouds)
i got a b-tch, i flew her out, she know her place (she know her place)
hop off a jet into the crowd, they go, “hooray” (they go, “hooray”)
f-ckin’ a mixed b-tch, i don’t know her race (true story)
smokin’ runtz put me in a better place (better place)
on the addy, i been up since yesterday (yesterday)
pull up in that what-you-call-it, can you guess the name? (skrrt)
bustin’ down the rollie but the patek plain jane (on god)
got a superfreak b-tch, rick james (james)
i just got her number, gave that b-tch a nickname (name)
take these b-tches under to my world, sh-t strange (strange)
n-gg-s never stick around to see this sh-t change (uh, uh, uh)

[verse]
(what you doin’, dawg?)
gotta watch ’em (gotta watch ’em)
pocket rocket on me like a tamagotchi (tamagotchi)
bro gon’ pop it at you, this ain’t rock ’em sock ’em (this ain’t rock ’em sock ’em)
all my n-gg-s hunters, if we spot ’em, got ’em (pop, pop, pop)
n-gg- want the smoke, then we gon’ knock it out you (knock it out you)
ten pack on your head ’cause i got the power (on your head)
get all of your friends for another thousand (all your friends)
then i up the spread, n-gg-s f-ckin’ sour (up the spread)
n-gg-s had a way, i grew up without it (up without it)
all that sh-t you claim, i grew up around it (up around it)
come up where i stay, b-tch, we f-ckin’ clowin’ (f-ckin’ clowin’)
i just made a play for a hundred thousand (true story)
these n-gg-s p-ssy, they can’t come around it (come around)
these n-gg-s lost and they never found it (never found)
b-tch, i’m a boss, know you know my style (true story)
f-ck what they talkin’ ’bout, i’m wildin’ out (wildin’ out)

[chorus]
go away, ayy
up in the clouds, float away (in the clouds)
i got a b-tch, i flew her out, she know her place (she know her place)
hop off a jet into the crowd, they go, “hooray” (they go, “hooray”)
f-ckin’ a mixed b-tch, i don’t know her race (true story)
smokin’ runtz put me in a better place (better place)
on the addy, i been up since yesterday (yesterday)
pull up in that what-you-call-it, can you guess the name? (skrrt)
bustin’ down the rollie but the patek plain jane (on god)
got a superfreak b-tch, rick james (james)
i just got her number, gave that b-tch a nickname (name)
take these b-tches under to my world, sh-t strange (strange)
n-gg-s never stick around to see this sh-t change (uh, uh, uh)



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