Trina - Freaky Dancer lyrics

[Intro: LightSkinKeisha] Brrrr, big bank Beish! the fu*k? [Chorus: LightSkinKeisha] Pull my wig off when we fu*king, leave ‘em cumming Queen Latifah braids, set it off in my bonnet Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Freaky dancer, fu*k me with my hands up [Verse 1: LightSkinKeisha] Ain’t no way in hell I give this pussy up for free Frito ain’t no laying up, just give dem chips to me He be geeking for attention, gave me brain like SAT b*tch I’m from Atlanta, I’m the baddest ten I see In my bag, I been Gucci, pockets big as Raspusia I get nasty off that liquor, sh*t get wet as jacuzzi I need diamonds, perfect timing, and Chanel for this coochie I’m a dime, he do crime and go to jail for this pussy Chocolate chip, he wanna dip, he like the smell of this cookie Ima dog ‘em like the vet, ion fu*k with no rookies Catch a nut and call his Uber, can’t get too involved He in love, I just duck that ni**a when he call [Chorus: LightSkinKeisha] Pull my wig off when we fu*king, leave ‘em cumming Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet Licking on my neck, I’m in his ear like how you want it Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Freaky dancer, fu*k me with my hands up [Verse 2: Trina] fu*k me with my hands up ni**a go pull your pants up Breathing hard and stroking it And that dick won't even stand up fu*k out my house, ‘fo I call yo baby mama Trust me, she don't want these problems She can't handle all this drama Gimme them racks, gimme them stacks Not giving the loot, not pulling no tracks Couldn't touch or smell this mango pussy from the front or back Uh, 747 fly out, i'm in Paris I come with a lot of baggage, got a mean designer fetish Uh, Gucci on this pussy, Chanel on these nipples I never match designers, that's complicated, I’m simple I like a lot of cash, ni**as like a lot of ass If you introduce that dick better have a fu*king bag [Chorus: LightSkinKeisha] Pull my wig off when we fu*king, leave ‘em cumming Queen Latifah braids set it off in my bonnet Licking on my neck I’m in his ear like how you want it Ima hop on up on it, ima ride it like I own it Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Do what you want me to do, ouu, ouu, ouu Freaky dancer dancin’ for money Freaky dancer, fu*k me with my hands up