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    "Freaky Lil' Things" Lyrics

    Tech N9ne

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    [Hook: Krizz Kaliko (2X)]
    I've been around the world I ya
    Freak so many girls I ya
    The women I done seen I ya
    Some freaky little things I ya

    [Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
    Yo, ya bet to know I gotta
    Flex a flow about a
    Sexy ho I gotta
    Let ya know about her
    Me next to go inside her
    I repped the mo beside her
    We did it show at Granada
    Sexy dark chocolate
    I think her name was Aua Young Scholler Halleljah
    What I got to do to get inside the coller
    So I took her back to the mo
    She rode it like a pony
    She was O.G.
    Young chick it was better than it was supposed to be
    Was a Mexican and Italian chick named Mexital Marie
    For a minute she wondered about the chance she gets to wild wit me
    I'm ridin' with her and she had an enormous fart box
    So we pulled over and I fucked it doggy style in the automatic car wash
    Later that date she took me to see bait
    She bought a nacho plate
    But only Tech N9ne got ate
    The cerebellum was great then she sat on top of the snake
    I didn't even see bait so with my other bitch I had to skate
    I got contex
    Plus I got bomb ex
    So after Grant then it's Kutt and baby I'm next
    So we can triple team up and fuck your spleen up
    Between us get 3 nuts then you can beam up
    Now ya sexual peak is met so don't fret
    When I call you up and say what's happening baby it's Tech
    I'm callin' to see if you down for heated sex
    So we can flex and you can lick the barcode on my neck


    [Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
    Yo, yo she was a black gold, center fold classic
    Chirped to Mack mode, that ass kept asking
    Provalaks and a double stack bag of exstacy
    It's on now exactly (fiesta)
    I blasted (fo-eva)
    Another mate I can check on chess was best for less dimeanor
    A record exec for Techa Nina
    Like a man wit no arms
    But she let Kutty plow the peach sorta like horses do farms
    A true charms tale
    Addicted wasn't supposed to see the booty
    but I lucked up and Dave Weiner gave Kutt a thumbs up (keep it real)
    From L-A-X to sunset
    Trunks get the donks wet Beyonks let
    Outta towners hunt sex for contest
    Rican and black urinary freak in the sack (ol' what's her name)
    Janelle used to let me skeet on her back end at the
    Grafton Down to the Best Western
    Let's turn this camcorder on time for some action


    [Verse 3: Grant Rice]
    She was a supermodel
    I met her in Miami
    A video girl worl was candy
    And she said i'm sour on the outside but sweet between the legs
    A freak talked about what got her body hot
    Like lokkipops and sheets
    I replied like ma
    I'm diabetic so i'm allergic to sweets
    We continued politicing bout if I got a chicken
    And her favorite way of all positions I listen to her talk
    Mesmerized by her eyes and the glide in her walk
    She was sent by Satan himself
    Temptations prayin' for help
    But couldn't help it still
    Found help in two shots and a pop of a pill
    We peeled on our way
    Blue Fountain room 318
    Close the windows and le me sin blow
    Like a whirl wind smoked and joked about each others girlfriends
    And it's still a secret mi amor forever ima keep this behind closed doors

    This song was submitted on April 23rd, 2010 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Aaron Yates, G Rice, M Calhoun, R Blache, S Watson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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