Freaky Lyrics – King Killumbia

Freaky Lyrics by King Killumbia

Patta
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
I’m off dat drink & dat gas
Choosin’ & takin’ a chance
In the backseat of my Beamer

I put some cake on dat #ss
A lil smokе & Patron
Now she back in her zone
Wе headed back to my home

She bringin’ her friends along
They Little Caesars hot & ready
Cut dat #ss like machete
Drippin’ sauce like spaghetti

I’m a nightmare no Freddy
Fidnah get twisted like a remix
Bad b#tch tryin’ to show me her secrets
She suckin’ & f#ckin’ in that sequence

She givin’ me brain like a Genius
Gotta shooter named LJ
& her bestie my Gangsta Boo
They don’t trip when I gotta leave

Cuz they know I got things to do
I’m da man in my city
She ain’t f#ckin’ with lames
I went & trademarked that p#ss#

She pay me to scream her name
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Freaky deaky b#tch
Catch me cookin’ sh#t on Twitch
If you wanna throw me bands

Get up on my OnlyFans
I be naked I be twerkin’
Call it Sex Work yea I’m workin’
All the creeps they are a lurkin’

Got that bag Birkin
Yes I got designer p#ss#
If you wanna take a looksie
Click the button leave a tip

Might just let you a sip
Like the bong I rip
Need a dick to make me flip
Put this cl#t right on your lip

Got that white I like to drip
Drip…
Yea my p#ss# wet
Might get even wetter

If you write me up that check
Ow…
I just checked my phone
If I don’t see no dollar signs

Then just leave me alone
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Yea Hoe
These girls I have around on go
I’m talkin’ super pro

You wanna see a thick chick
Do a real split
Then get up and touch they toes
I’m talkin’ gymnastics baby

Nasty baby
f#ck do you mean
You must be high on that lean
sh#t right here be a billion dollar team

Dream on it, all you can do
Without no money, there’s no go to
Real talk boy I’m Gangsta Boo
Whatcha thought I was bringin’ this gift to you

For free? Nah not me
I can’t do it, it don’t mean no sense
You off top gotta pay my rent
You on Instagram actin’ you da sh#t trick

With money phones & all that
If you wanna f#ck with my fat K friends
Trick you know you gotta spend some ends
They freaky as f#ck hoe these some twins

Doublemint Gum lookin’ for the chewin’
What are you doin?
All you f#ck boys out here goin’
Thats why all my freaky b#tches out here hoein’

b#tch
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
Freaky deaky very sneaky
She just f#cked my partna dem
All her friends come back to the room

I want all of dem
Dis gas we gone burn up
I just wanna turn up
Dis gas we gone burn up

I just wanna turn up
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King Killumbia Lyrics – Freaky

King Killumbia

Freaky