Freaky

[Intro: Gucci Mane & JL Valentine]
Ah-yeah, boy
They say they mad, its Saint Valentine
They call me Rio

[Chorus: JL Valentine & Gucci Mane]
Big, fat, skinny, or small, I like 'em all
I don't really care, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
She can be short or tall, I like it all
Big butt, no butt, bow legged, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
So Icy, bossman, JL Valentine, I see you man
DJ Muthafuckin' Rail
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Shawty hella bad, with her yellow ass
She got hella ass, we got hella cash
Shawty got a tail on her, I'll tell you
I'ma spend some mail on her, I'll tell you
Big, fat, skinny, but I prefer a thick bitch
I'll take [?] if she want [?]
Real Zaytoven, Gucci, its a hit
She a very freaky girl, but I'm very, very rich
All these VVS's on my wrist
My diamond man said he gon' quit
Pretty like a diamond, my VVS chick
She heard it on the radio, said "Thats my shit!"
Trap-A-Holics

[Chorus: JL Valentine & Gucci Mane]
Big, fat, skinny, or small, I like 'em all
I don't really care, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky (Yeah)
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
She can be short or tall, I like it all
Big butt, no butt, bow legged, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
Freaky, yeah
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky

[Verse 2: JL Valentine]
She got a sassy attitude and her tongue rack
Get it crackin' like Magic City on Monday
And she ain't afraid of a good three-way
As long as I can put it down, everything okay

[Pre-Chorus: JL Valentine]
And shawty like that
The way she work it on the floor, its giving heart attacks
Got all the niggas starin', how she throw it back
But once I got behind her, all you heard was "Smack, smack, smack, smack"

[Chorus: JL Valentine & Gucci Mane]
Big, fat, skinny, or small, I like 'em all
I don't really care, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky (Yeah)
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
She can be short or tall, I like it all
Big butt, no butt, bow legged, as long as she a
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky
Freak, freak, freaky, freak, freak, freaky

[Verse 3: JL Valentine]
She be posted by the bar, gettin' that patron on
So fine, make a nigga wanna phone bomb
"She's a very freaky girl" on her ring tone
Little ghetto in the club, screamin' "That's my song!"

[Outro: JL Valentine]
And shawty like that
The way she work it on the floor, its giving heart attacks
Got all the niggas starin', how she throw it back
But once I got behind her, all you heard was "Smack, smack, smack, smack"