Lyrics YK Osiris – Freaky Dancer
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YK Osiris:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She’s a dancer (Huh), freaky dancer (Huh)
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars
She’s a dancer (Huh), freaky dancer (Huh)
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars
I like bad broads (Bad broads), freaky, bad broads (Freaky, bad broads )
Spend a hunnid on my jewelry, that’s a whole yard (That’s a whole yard)
I like fast cars, foreign fast cars (Skrrr!)
Money stackin’ to the ceiling, ain’t no cap, boy (Ain’t no cap!)
Back that ass up like toot, toot (Like toot, toot)
Bring your friend with you, I like one plus two (That’s one plus two)
Got them bands on me and them bills so blue (And them bills so blue)
Show me what you do when it rains on you (Yeah, yeah)
She’s a dancer, freaky dancer
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah (She gon’ dance, yeah)
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh (You get next, huh)
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars (She like fast cars)
She’s a dancer (Yah!), freaky dancer (Freaky dancer)
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah (She gon’ dance, yeah)
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh (You get next, huh)
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars
DaBaby:
I ain’t tryna fuck right now, bitch, wait (Ah)
I don’t play my shit? I’m good
Wanna fuck? Gotta dial up my mixtape (Yeah)
She like when I pull on her hair (Ah, ah)
I be stretchin’ her, legs in the air (Ah, ah), like a wrestler
Stand on the chair, my bitch on the head I’m a bear
Kick her out when we fuck, I’m a dog
Fuck a cop, I don’t fuck with the law
Her nigga, he’s workin’ from 9 to 5
I pull up and fuck her while he on the job
I get in it and hit it then I’m sleepy, I’m tired
Had to get her an Uber, bitch needed a ride
Wanna fuck me she always see me with the mob
She get paid when she there, like a freak, it’s a job (let’s go!)
YK Osiris:
She’s a dancer (Yeah!), freaky dancer (Freaky dancer)
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah (She gon’ dance, yeah)
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh (You get next, huh)
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars (She like fast cars)
She’s a dancer, freaky dancer (Freaky dancer, yeah)
Throw money in the club, she gon’ dance, yeah (Ha!)
I got money, he got money, you can ask her, huh
She don’t love em, love the mall, she like fast cars (Wooh!)