Lyrics Bedroom Bop - Freako

She used my heart like that bitch brand new
I don't see how you feel guess a caption do
Unless caught in moment I don't you move
I wipe ash off pant more then a tear from my eyes
Cold shoulder in post the way
Through the air
100 Yards in field I'm running laps through the day

Really how my mind been other shit
How you getting close to the nigga
I wasn't fuckin

How I get in the mix mr mixer
Sleeping with my heater
Photo finish you don't wanna see me when it finish
NASCAR fuck it They might burn out any min
Have or have not all yeah you know I had both now I'm plotting

Real east side nigga how you figure
I got my money with me
But money ain't really withcha
Simplely off the will
We match like we hitch
I'm real as they come
When come through this bitch

Oh really

Oh really shorty nem just ran into a vic
Get silly
Damnnn
Oh really shorty nem just ran into a vic
Get silly get silly