I Spot You (Freak Hoes)

Lyrics

[Intro] 187 ways to fuck you, bitch Freaky as hell, yo Tell you some bitch, see, I likes to fuck Bounce that ass, hoe Tell you some bitch, I likes to fuck [Chorus] (Freak hoes) Won't you throw your hands in the air (Freak hoes) I spot you way over there (Freak hoes) She fucks for the hell of it, sucks for the hell of it, come put your mouth on me (Freak hoes) Won't you bring your ass over there [Verse 1] I like the spanish type of freaks, the black ass type of freaks Sadity type of freaks that's quick to suck a nigga dick Them rich ass type of freaks with their clothes worth a grand Trying to do, man, all I can to stick my dick in their hands What about them old ass hoes from the projects with golds Can I finger-fuck 'em slow and stick my dick in their nose Gone on with that fall in love, sentimental shit Iron rubber on your clit, that's what you get from this pit Fucking me is like pressure, take a shit on your temper That's you chick, best to get her before I stick dick up in her It's the Koopsta Knicca condom she sucks First I take that hoe to the cut, bust a nut, then I leave the slut, what Shawty girl wanna fuck with me now Guess she's jocking [?] like iffy iffy iffy how nigga [Chorus] (Freak hoes) Won't you throw your hands in the air (Freak hoes) I spot you way over there (Freak hoes) She fucks for the hell of it, sucks for the hell of it, come put your mouth on me (Freak hoes) Won't you bring your ass over there [Verse 2] I'm feeling like overrated, my patience is well exposed You hoochies like hit the road, I'm looking for centerfolds Big booty juicy groupie bring fruity from homestead Bend that ass over while I attack while she give me head Come on let's see that, come on let's buy a bar Pretend you won't win, I know who you really are Star time we gon' spend so stop acting foolish Once my dirk's in you know you my birches friend I don't understand (tell you some bitch, I likes to fuck) I don't understand (tell you some bitch, I likes to fuck) [Chorus] (Freak hoes) Won't you throw your hands in the air (Freak hoes) I spot you way over there (Freak hoes) She fucks for the hell of it, sucks for the hell of it, come put your mouth on me (Freak hoes) won't you bring your ass over there [Verse 3] [Chorus] (Freak hoes) Won't you throw your hands in the air (Freak hoes) I spot you way over there (Freak hoes) She fucks for the hell of it, sucks for the hell of it, come put your mouth on me (Freak hoes) Won't you bring your ass over there