She's alright (ayo)
That girl's alright with me (this the Queen Mix right here)
Miami, Boston, Chicago, Atlanta, New York (yeah)
Stand the fuck up
Ayo (brr, oop) (hey, hey, hey, hey)

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the dick up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E (uh, JT)

Pink pussy, pink coupe, no roof
Made him eat my pussy leavin' NOBU
Maxed out his card, fuck the total (yeah)
Pulled up for a check, pussy mobile
Freak bitch, legs up, cash too (cash)
Niggas eye fuck me when I pass through (eye)
CC this pussy, you a buy nigga
Can't be broke and be my nigga (no)
Neck froze all year, cold summer
Bad bitch, get him for his pin numbers
Eat the pussy, beat the pussy, drill drummer
Big racks, all I'ma tryna get from him
Yo, Nick'? (What up, JT?)
You the winner (thank you)
And I'm the princess of this shit
And a motherfuckin' gang member

Brr
(Freak) gang, gang got the hammer and the wrench
(Some gyal a freak, gyal a freak) why you body that verse like that?
(Gyal a freak, freak, freak, freak) (Nicki, Nicki) BIA

I'ma take the whole thing if I'm takin' the dick (I'ma take it, I'ma take it)
And I got ninety-nine problems 'cept for makin' it fit (oh)
I see some bitches, mini-me's, and it's makin' me sick (ew)
I'm just the realest bitch you seen with Nicki takin' a pic (Barbia)
I like all my diamonds dancin' (uh)
They wanna know if we fucked in a mansion
Hmm, ask Nicki
If I'm in the room, this shit get sticky
I'm so bad I could touch myself again
Fuck myself like the Clermont twins (uh)
He wanna fuck on all my friends (uh)
I'm too rich for an OnlyFans

Ayo, Drillary Clinton

I'm a very freaky girl, so don't bring me to mama's (uh-huh)
'Cause I pull up with that blicky stickin' out of my Prada (bang-bang)
And I ain't goin' if you broke, so go get you some dollars (okay)
I get my own, you know the saying, "More money, more problems"
He like 'em freaky, pussy squeaky
Give me that tongue, make it leaky
I make it wet, nickname Fiji (ooh)
Let him record and turn into Mimi (yeah)
Now he only seeing me, me
All on his mind, I told him delete me (on God)
You don't love me, you love that I'm freaky
Can't play with my heart, better play with your wee-wee

AK

Told him, "Leave that bitch alone she ain't fuckin' you right" (fuck her)
You can beat it but you gotta wear a glove like Mike (yeah)
You know the dick real good, he be doin' it right (I'm on it)
I'm talkin' doin' it and doin' it and doin' it (ooh)
While his bitch blowin' up my phone every other night (uh-huh)
But I can't argue with no bum bitch
I'm cool J take a LL (fuck, yeah)
And I'm too player to ever kiss and tell (shh)
Your nigga spend a forty right at Chanel
Then I send him back to you like, "Farewell"
Well he give me love strokes, back strokes
Put that D all down my throat (yeah)
No gag reflex, I ain't never gon' choke (ooh)
Bad ass bitch, I ain't never goin' broke (ow)
F-R-E-A-K
Can't mention the freak without AK, that's 'Bar, bitch

(Freak, freak) how you gonna say, "No gag reflex, ain't never gonna choke?"
(Some gyal ah freak, gyal ah freak)
(Gyal ah freak, freak, freak) ayo, New York, Malii

He wanna eat it, if he bite it, I'ma turn 'round and fight him
I'ma put this pussy on him, have him sleepin' like NyQuil
What's up daddy? He like mami, I jacked UE's from Biden
I'm like, "Oh, just keep me fly", drippy stylin', profilin'
'Cause these bitches be eaters and bottom feeders (uh)
I been had stripes like I'm down with Adidas (uh)
Bitches on my body 'cause it's follow the leader (uh)
Niggas on my body 'cause I'm hot like a heater
Price goin' up like a cab with a meter
Bad lil' bitty, they be fiendin' to meet her
Bad lil' bitty, they be fiendin' to be her

Whole lotta money like Nicki and BIA
Keep your two cents, bitch, this ain't a meter
I ain't talkin' Spanish when I say, "Senorita"
Told that bitch ghost writer, "Yo, send your reader"
Oh, you ain't know, ho? Ask Wikipedia
These bitches hungry, guess I'm just greedier
These bitches ugly, my bitches prettier
Horseback ridin', I be like, "Giddy up"
When I touch a city, paint it red like graffiti up
I ain't gotta beg for sympathy from the media
Eediat
Mm-hm, haha, ha, hahaha, ha, haha Writer/s: Aaron Joseph, Alonzo H. Miller, Bianca Landrau, Gamal Kosh Lewis, James A. Johnson, Jennifer Roberts, JT, Katie Got Bandz, Lauren Michelle Miller, Lukasz Gottwald, Onika Tanya Maraj, Vaughn Richard Oliver
Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, The Administration MP, Inc.
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