文本歌词

FREAKY FRED - Ski Mask The Slump God
To bass be the glory
Ayy ayy yuh
Splash wet
Hatin' on a n**ga like your name George Bush
This that new sh*t like I'm a tourist
Don't leave the kitchen till' 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 **** in a witch say rigor mortis
Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous
I done ran up the money f**k a portion
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
I spilt some lean in my Fanta
I don't rock no mo' bandannas no
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
There is dead guys in my wallet
Supreme just threw up in my closet
She ride on my **** like a biker climb on my ****
Like a hiker
Your b**ch is very excited she wanna do it no
NikeI rock the ski but no ski mask
I rock the mask from the hockey
I showed a trick to your wee man we disappear
Won't say sorry
Wipe it down no Sham Wow
Speaking with the pistol sh*t say grrr ow JG Went
Worth need my money now
How I walk up 'bout the bank bands heavy like ow
Only tip a n**ga if he mean just like a cow
Snub nosed pistol make a n**ga say ow
Finger on trigger make em' kiss like now
B**ch I'm Freaky Fred with the flame like bow
Yow b**ch
Yow
Yow
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
I spilt some lean in my Fanta
I don't rock no mo' bandannas no
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
There is dead guys in my wallet
Supreme just threw up in my closet
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
Houston we might have a problem
I don't rock no mo' bandannas
I spilt some lean in my Fanta
Your b**ch make me so excited
I might just hit it one night it