"Freaky Fred" lyrics
To bass be the glory
Yuh, ayy, ayy, yuh
The fuck is this water, your bitch gives me water, I do like the
Wet, splash, what?
Pew, pew, pew, yuh yuh
Hatin' on a nigga like your name George Bush
This that new shit like I'm a tourist, haha
Don't leave the kitchen 'til I got a torn wrist
Papa Bear in that pussy and I need some porridge
Ricky Bobby on my body and I got endorsements
Put my dick in a witch, say rigor mortis, swish
Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous
I done ran up the money, fuck a portion, uh
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Hmm)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (Skrt)
There is dead guys in my wallet (Mm)
Supreme just threw up in my closet, uh (Mm)
She ride on my dick like a biker (Ride)
Climb on my dick like a hiker (Climb)
Your bitch is very excited (Mm-hmm)
She wanna do it no Nike, ayy
I rock the ski but no ski mask, ayy (Pew)
I rock the mask from the hockey, ayy (Hockey)
I showed a trick to your wee-man, ayy
We disappear won't say sorry, ayy
Wipe me down, no ShamWow
Speaking with the pistol, shit say grrr-ow (Pew)
J.G. Wentworth need my money now (Ayy)
How I walk up bout the bank, bands heavy like ow
Only tip a nigga if he mean just like a cow
Snub-nosed pistol make a nigga say, "Ow" (Wet)
Finger on trigger make 'em kiss like now
Bitch, I'm Freaky Fred with the flame, like bow
Haha, yuh, bitch, yuh
Whoo, yuh
Oh, fuck, hahaha, yuh
Shit, fucking a bitch
Wanna suck my dick, ayy
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (Okay)
I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Bitch)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
Houston, we might have a problem (Wet)
Houston, we might have a problem (Shine, shine)
There is dead guys in my wallet, hmm
Supreme just threw up in my closet (Hee)
Houston, we might have a problem (Yuh)
Houston, we might have a problem ('Kay)
Houston, we might have a problem (Bitch)
Houston, we might have a problem (Get it)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, hell no
I spilled some lean in my Fanta, yuh
Your bitch make me so excited, ayy
I might just hit it, one night it, ayy
Yuh, ayy, ayy, yuh
The fuck is this water, your bitch gives me water, I do like the
Wet, splash, what?
Pew, pew, pew, yuh yuh
Hatin' on a nigga like your name George Bush
This that new shit like I'm a tourist, haha
Don't leave the kitchen 'til I got a torn wrist
Papa Bear in that pussy and I need some porridge
Ricky Bobby on my body and I got endorsements
Put my dick in a witch, say rigor mortis, swish
Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous
I done ran up the money, fuck a portion, uh
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Hmm)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (Skrt)
There is dead guys in my wallet (Mm)
Supreme just threw up in my closet, uh (Mm)
She ride on my dick like a biker (Ride)
Climb on my dick like a hiker (Climb)
Your bitch is very excited (Mm-hmm)
She wanna do it no Nike, ayy
I rock the ski but no ski mask, ayy (Pew)
I rock the mask from the hockey, ayy (Hockey)
I showed a trick to your wee-man, ayy
We disappear won't say sorry, ayy
Wipe me down, no ShamWow
Speaking with the pistol, shit say grrr-ow (Pew)
J.G. Wentworth need my money now (Ayy)
How I walk up bout the bank, bands heavy like ow
Only tip a nigga if he mean just like a cow
Snub-nosed pistol make a nigga say, "Ow" (Wet)
Finger on trigger make 'em kiss like now
Bitch, I'm Freaky Fred with the flame, like bow
Haha, yuh, bitch, yuh
Whoo, yuh
Oh, fuck, hahaha, yuh
Shit, fucking a bitch
Wanna suck my dick, ayy
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (Okay)
I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Bitch)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
Houston, we might have a problem (Wet)
Houston, we might have a problem (Shine, shine)
There is dead guys in my wallet, hmm
Supreme just threw up in my closet (Hee)
Houston, we might have a problem (Yuh)
Houston, we might have a problem ('Kay)
Houston, we might have a problem (Bitch)
Houston, we might have a problem (Get it)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, hell no
I spilled some lean in my Fanta, yuh
Your bitch make me so excited, ayy
I might just hit it, one night it, ayy
