Lyrics Freak Show - Yung Bans, Latto

Freak Show - Yung Bans, Latto
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In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:29.10.2020
Song language:English
Age restrictions: 18+

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Freak Show
Ayy, who can you call?
Ayy, who can you call?
(I don’t know)
Ayy, who can you call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless them broads
Flew a bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it’s a freak show
And I’m havin' too much sauce, I put that shit on my mama
In this bitch with Big Boof, Brandon, that’s my blood brother
I just got the neck, 'cause really, I ain’t wanna fuck her
Ho talkin' crazy, so my side bitch had to punch her
Make a bitch go down, then come back up just like a plunger
On that hot boy, block boy for this cold summer
Yeah, I don’t fuck with 12, so I can never be a cuffer
Need a bad bitch that take wood, jack for the lumber
You can kiss on this dick, I don’t kiss on the lips
Heard your boyfriend a bitch, baby, you should call him sis
Fucked five hoes in one day, take a shower, make 'em mix
I ain’t pressed 'bout a bitch, that’s why I could never trip
Ayy, who can you call?
Ayy, who can you call?
Ayy, who can you call?
(I don’t know)
Ayy, who can you call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless them broads
Flew a bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes (Ayy)
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it’s a freak show (Ayy, ayy)
Nigga, ain’t no freak show without big Latto (Yeah)
Real freak bitch, who I’m fuckin' I don’t follow (Ayy)
Only time I spit is on the mic, bitch, I swallow
Keep it gangsta, he gon' bust on my commando (Yeah)
I got mean grip (Ooh), round after round, that’s a mean clip
Put 'em straight to sleep like a lean sip, ooh, yeah
Nasty, eat it while in traffic
«Latto, she a real freak,» nothin' like his last bitch
Rounds in the peacoat, street but a freak ho
Nigga know I’m spoiled 'cause my folk was movin' kilos
Thought I had the cheat code, ballin' like a free throw
Put the pole on anybody, welcome to the freak show
Ayy, who can you call?
Ayy, who can you call?
Ayy, who can you call?
(I don’t know)
Ayy, who can you call?
Fuckin' siamese twins, yes, I like my hoes symmetrical
We could run a train, whole gang had to bless them broads
Flew a bitch from China, when she came, she had seven toes
Know I still hit it, lil' bitch, it’s a freak show

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