Songtexte Freaky - Young Thug

She slidin' like the Deacon
She slidin' like the Deacon
Thugger Thugger baby, yeah

Ayy, I don't wanna tease it, I really wan' freak it
On Michael, I beat it, I'm keeping your secret
I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland
She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it
I hop out the 'Rari, I don't even start it
She got chips, a Harley, and a starter like Harden
You play with a God and she smoke you like Marley
Yeah, she be my darling, yeah, she be my Barbie

I'm lovin' your pace, turtle in this race
Long as you don't play, motherfuck what you say
I'm on to third base, man, you a wave
That means I'm home
Juan said please have a phone, call it a day
I got my ice out the lake
Jugged that boy by a mistake
We eating, where is your plate?
Aim at your head or your face
Hunnid my, hunnid my niggas gon' cook everyday, yeah, they bake
Bitch, I been having them bricks and them bales late
I apologize if I got more money than you and your clan
I apologize if I pull up in that new coupe wrapped in rans
I apologize if I post a picture posted with Sudan
I apologize if I grow and grow me some pot in Japan
Where your bitch at? No, not that way
Baby wanna touch my meal like she cowering
Every time you see me, I'ma have thousands
On the island, no dressin', I won't taste it
You ain't got no man, I hope you a free agent
And I'm big ol' blood inside this lil' ol' nation

Ayy, I don't wanna tease it, I really wan' freak it
On Michael, I beat it, I'm keeping your secret
I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland
She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it
I hop out the 'Rari, I don't even start it
She got chips, a Harley, and a starter like Harden
You play with a God and she smoke you like Marley
Yeah, she be my darling, yeah, she be my Barbie

What is your bargain? Bro, what is your bargain?
I pull up in arson, all over your garden
I'm never gon' call you, I'm always gon' ball you
My diamonds call Martin, whatever, I charge you
Now I'm bleedin', need a Band-Aid
On a rampage with the AK's
Jewelry real gold like an Ace of Spade
Higher than an Escalade in a day
I'ma catch a bitch a four like a centipede
I ain't talkin' 'bout no carpet, she got double D's
These niggas fake, ballin' like a Powerade
Damn, this must be coward day
Damn, this must be powder day
Sniff, shoot up, boot up
TM, see, sue us
Even if you had Erica Band you couldn't do us
But I got a whole lot of motherfuckin' guns, nigga, you could shoot us
And I ain't never been a rat but I'm livin' ruthless
I showed a bitch the bankroll, now she can do us
Yeah, we the best, every time we come around, boy, they root for us
And everybody hate Chris but I got them racks up, now they Luda
I told baby girl I only want the throat, flute us

Ayy, I don't wanna tease it, I really wan' freak it
On Michael, I beat it, I'm keeping your secret
I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland
She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it
I hop out the 'Rari, I don't even start it
She got chips, a Harley, and a starter like Harden
You play with a God and she smoke you like Marley
Yeah, she be my darling, yeah, she be my Barbie

Five thousand on Yeezus, they think I hate Jesus
Get my ice out the freezer, it cost a lil' Beemer
She fuckin' my woadie, yeah, lil' bitty shawty
She think he a Dory 'cause his pockets on Norman
Play with me and these pussy niggas gon' die
All I want is that head and that's no lie
Nigga ask if you dissed, don't say nothin'
These niggas 'bout faker than a puppet

Ayy, I don't wanna tease it, I really wan' freak it
On Michael, I beat it, I'm keeping your secret
I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland
She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it
I hop out the 'Rari, I don't even start it
She got chips, a Harley, and a starter like Harden
You play with a God and she smoke you like Marley
Yeah, she be my darling, yeah, she be my Barbie