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Tekst piosenki Rap Freaks

[Intro]
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(Hey, Don D, you a fool for this one)

[Verse]
I'm on a runway
I don't see a Tory in my lane, I'm with the savages
Drive the boat (Ha), sit on Megan face, ride it like a stallion

Everything we do is on the low, fuck social media
I wanna take a flight with Durk, fuck him and India (Durkio)
Tryna go baby on baby, if I could fuck 'em both, that'll be crazy (Haha)
Future need to come and find this pussy like he Dora  (Pluto)
Real hood bitch, I ain't nothin' like Lori
How you want it, we could rich or we could do somе drunk sex
Have Meek spittin' in this cat like hе on FunkFlex
Money bag I'm in the yo, I got a hit song
I need a verse come through, just leave your bitch home (Haha)
Pussy hot and ready bring it to you like it's DoorDash
I can't even picture myself fuckin' on lil' Kodak
Many men wanna suck this clit but I want 50 Cent (Bitch)
I'll probably let Gotti hit 'cause he got them bricks
Have Rod Wave singin' in this pussy like a funeral
Put a ring on it, Tom Brady at the Super Bowl
I'm real pretty and siddity, took a jet to a private island on a date with Diddy
I like bad boys, no ho shit, Diddy let me put it in your face like them roaches (Like that)
And put your rich ass to sleep, buenas noches (Goodnight, nigga, hahaha, night, night, haha)

[Outro]
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