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Trey Songz – Lil Freak

Singers: Trey Songz
Albums: Trey Songz – Murder He Wrote III
song cover

Lyrics Trey Songz – Lil Freak

Text:

Songz is my name
Let me hol dat’ beat
Let me hol’ dat beat
(Ha… ha… ha… ha… ha… haaaa)

Come hea
Let go
Aye girl it’s trigga trey girl
Afta what they say girl I’m the one they jus sniffin in my world
Aye girl say where ya girls at I got some girls that be likein girls back
So bring ya girls back, dontchu gotta think about it before you say no
Cause we about to leave and I want for you to go
They call me mr. minaj-j I do this time and time again throw some bait
And bring em in, bring a friend

Chorus:
Who you fuckin with me nobody fuckin with me go get ya girl baby bet she fuckin with me
If you fuckin with me really fuckin with me you put ya face in a waist get a taste
And be my love freak, my love freak, my love freak, be my love freak, my love freak,
My love freak, be my love freak

Only one me and I only wana please you know I gota finish what I started up
It’s alota us patron and hennessey and she lickin on me in a party bus
Everytime I get a beat I den picked anotha body up shawty gota lota butt get it up got it up
Told her the first verse what it goin be now let the kitty kat purr on me, her her her shes soft as fur on me
I do this time and time again throw some bait and bring em in

Chorus

Now first off shout out to nicki and them big ol tig-o-bitties you can ride me like a harley give a fuck if you a barbie
When walk up in the party everybody know who are we, we get some vixens with me send em take your bitches then I’m sorry now we,
Got game somethin like guitar nintendo genisis ps3 wi, my new girl lick my xbox and that got wet marks, you know I like to choke her, pushin on her buttons no controller.
Then I get lost like a mocontroller listen, flow, solar system, out this world cause I’m into yo girl, out this world fly like a comet make you wana earl, I’m sick, vomit, throw up
Know what I’m troublesome, got two girls I double em, Trey more fresh than doublemint
Straight sex we no cuddling, 4 hours, no flowers, let you honey’s suckle em

Who you fuckin with me nobody fuckin with me go get ya girl baby bet she fuckin with me
If you fuckin with me really fuckin with me you put ya face in a waist get a taste
And be my love freak, my love freak, my love freak, be my love freak, my little freak,
My love freak, cause I’m a big freak

It’s the return!
It’s the instrumental killer, instrumental triggaaa

Album

Trey Songz – Murder He Wrote III