Pro Freak

Bitch, I look good Oh my gosh, I look good Bitch, I touch the ground Ooh, I touch the ground, touch the ground Bitch, I look good Oh my gosh, I look good Bitch, I touch the ground Ooh, I touch the ground, touch the ground Ooh, don't let it down, you better keep it up Aw, aw, come on, aw, come on, aw We like them girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday (and'nem, and'nem, and'nem) We like them girls with thе Girls with the Them girls with the (girls, lovin' all thеm girls) Girls with the Girls with the Them girls with the Girls with the Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, she bald Let's get it, the pussy hit different Set it to "regular-degular" Never impressin' her, wanna restrict her I mess with her head when I'm textin' her Know she ain't mine, I'm like, "Who pussy is it?" She know enough people in places I'm seein' her, makin' her second decisions Mm, mm, mm, bad bitch braid my scalp My old bitch wanna come back, said, "nah" But I'm glad that she reached out ("shit, thanks for callin'") Ooh, cool, mm, whip it like Tyrese (skrrt) I been doin' magic, hit a tall girl on my tippy-toes Still no crease (baby, baby), on my shoes, call it my heritage 'Cause I rock Forces, stood on force Shit, the hernia ain't for me (ooh, ah, ooh, ah, come on) Now every time she put that ass up in the air I put one in the air That's because I'm stressin' 'bout some bullshit, this week, don't care (Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, come on) Now every time she put that ass up in the air I put one in the air That's because I'm stressin' 'bout some bullshit, this week, I don't care Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday We like them Diamonds is yellow, the chain on Modelo My foot on the pedal, the hood in the meadow I'm good in the ghetto, the booty on Jell-O The cootie on pharaoh, the spirit on terror The studio narrow, the cap us and bury The cap is incredible, waist is so Mrs. Incredible Face the credible black bitch Set bitch, bad bitch, federal, bombastic bitch I got several high fashion shit on my pedestal She's a pro freak, Angelina like Jolie Santeria, white beau sheep, purified and her soul clean I need her, no quittin', no Quentin Tarantino No fishin', that click, Aquafina Pulp fiction, nose ring, nose bleeder Dark tint, 'fore seen her, ain't seen her Now you see it, now you don't Shawty, let me get it, up-and-up, but don't, don't Lady in the street, lady in the song Wetter than the beach, tighter than the Bronx I see her, I see like Sia, bad bitches in Osteria We like Via, I see ya, I see ya, I need her, I need her, I do We like the pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday Girls with the good grease, girls with the gold teeth Pro freak, but she get ghetto after Friday We like them- Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it (pro freak) Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it (we like them-) Oh, shit, haha, woah Still bouncin' all my demons (different) Bounced it go 'head so we can dabble this (different, different) Locked in, I walked in with the keys on me (different, different) I been actin' (different) I done turned my mouth into a tabernacle (different) Made her wanna lick all on my Adam Apple (different) Fly to Jamaica, now she goin' natural (different, ooh, ah) Baby, that's (different) Radio won't play me 'cause I radiate (different) See moon, nigga, but I feel a lil' (different) See moon, nigga, but I f- (different) Huh, I'm up all night on the psychies I do it by myself in my Nikes 'Member when this shit was all exciting Now my heroes do this shit just like me Spider-Man mean, Peter Park the coupe (skrrt) Everything green like Dr. Seuss, sir You ain't part of shit, you a particle, sir The bass hit hard like a tooth loose Baby too wet, need rice for the couscous I ain't took a flight all year, still trippy Big satellite on the roof, wave Cripsy Nigga, all the figures see fish, they with me Tell me how you got all them opinions about me Nigga oughta thank Smi' for lettin' this bitch breathe Semi-automatic how she bustin' when a nigga callin' Call of duty, shawty keep it in the tale 'fore 'bout her Different