"Freak Like Me (Interlude)" lyrics

Yeah?
Yeah, he with this tired-ass ho over there, huh
No private room, just sittin' there, hahaha
Bitch, do ninety-five on 95 right now
This ho look so motherfuckin' dry, hahaha
Girl, they say your car ready
You still ain't pick it up?
D, it's on the showroom floor
I'm in Italy, havin' a ball, I'll get it when I get back
My bitch is really having her way out here
You bitches is Scrappy-Doos (Skrrt)
We used to big dogs (A big dog)
You Finding Nemo-ass niggas (Finding Nemo, hahaha)
You bitches ain't on shit, you niggas ain't on nothin'
Nathaniel, bitch
Hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
I need a big dog, not a Scrappy-Doo (Yeah, Miami 305, find me)
And I'm talkin' all motherfuckin' blues
The baddest bitch since Trina
Bitch done had her nigga send her a jet two times and that bitch came back empty
Girl, I don't pay these niggas no mind
Yeah, huh, let's do that one, huh
All the way in motherfuckin' London, gettin' jets sent out to us
Which one? The sixteen passenger? The twenty pa—
We want that one (We want the new one)
Ho, let's do that one (I'ma get it)
She ain't never had a motherfuckin' freak like you
He ain't never had a bitch like me