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Shawnna - Super Freak lyrics
[Intro] See... I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby, ooh wee, aah My super freak I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby, ooh wee, aah [Verse 1] I ain't even like them other types I'm like a thug nigga but I don't fuck with dykes Call me your undercover lover, I do want you like We can do it anyway, anyhow, any night, so tight And you can feel it in your dreams, don't cha I gotta drug habit for ya like a fiend, won't cha Anticipate the point to I see ya, put the squeeze on ya I cop a fifth and take a sip and put the please on ya (ooooh) You got me thinkin bout you and I'm gone And I don't smoke no cigarette, but I be in the zone My fam jokin cause I'm always on the phone Tellin me to get the business when you get home You know that... oooh, aaaw Baby boy I know you feelin it too, bout to do what ever... you, like Getting lose while we sippin the goose You got me feelin like... [Chorus] My super freak I wanna get next to you, freak ya body My Sexy baby, ooh wee, aah My super freak I wanna get next to you, freak ya body My Sexy baby, ooh wee, aah [Verse 2] Now the boy got me wide open The kinda the way he get up close and get my thighs open You the, uhh uhh, when we start movin This nigga got me make love with my eyes open Keepin goin with up and down, back and forth And the side and around and he askin more And he tying me down the backboard And it sound like we tearing down the back wall And I ain't trying the play your mind shawty I'm trying get up in ya mind and make you mine shawty And ask my best frend if you think I'm lying shawty You got your game right and I think you're fine shawty, for real And you ain't trippin off my record deal Or how I'm lookin in my picuters with my sex appeal We in the Chevy dro'ed out playin “Let's Chill” I got some orange juice ready for them X pills Still... [Chorus] 1x [Break] (Man) (Ah come here...) Uh-un... (Come here...) Uh-un baby... (Come here...)No baby... (See...)No baby, no... [Verse 3] Now we back to the handcuffin Bed banging down crazy cause I can't touch him He got a way he wanna lay me with my legs up, and A super freak and ooh baby I ain't sayin nothing I'll be you private dancer watch the way the booty drop And you can throw that thang back and make the booty pop And we can get the freak and freakin with the oohcie-waa I like the way he licky-licky with the juicy pop And when I get on top... [Chorus] 2x |
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