Tha FreakStylaz Post Album | Tekk : Casino T : Freakky T

T HA F REAKSTYLAZ P OST A LBUM

| Tekk |

| 2. Tha Freaks Night Out feat. trigga Trav* |

~Freakky T~

Oh, brush the fade - fresh breath, mustache is right,

before you leave the block make sure my stash is right, add it right.

New jeans, tee? don't know whether to go plaid or stripe,

black or white, Air Ones stay on-crisp, straps is tight.

Laces loose, in the truck asking "Did the A's lose?"

"I don't know last I looked they was up tre - duece."

Trav was mad, he had some dough up, but so what,

we about to hit this new spot and see how many Freaks show up.

Yeah, tryna get it cracking, you know when the Freaks is here,

gangsta strut on this gangsta slut, I'm tryna freak this here.

Maybe make her my new freak this year,

told Trav to peep this here, shorty barely had nothing on like evening wear.

I'm seeing it clear, nice hair and elegant clothes,

had on the tints, but it was clear she had some elephant toes (ugh).

...wasn't tripping cuz that ain't nothing Skechers can't fix,

she backed it up like she was using her ass to measure the dick.

I'm like "Aiight," she grabbed my hands and made me touch her tit,

she was all up on me screaming "Yeah" like an Usher vid.

Kinda tired, asked "If I would love to sit?"

got some drink from the cup to sip, she whispered "u tryna fuck?" I said, "Yup dat's it!"

...and we're out,

"Yo, Trav you think you can find a ride home, u wanna take my keys, or you bout to find a shorty ...wat tis it?

~trigga Trav~

daaaamn, Tekk's out...left me in the spot where the freaks is-

but shiit...

in the morn I'm tryna checc out...and leave the freak on the cot in

there sleepin-

plus! in the corner, I spotted my target-

honey p-poppin got my dicc fatter than the knot in my wallet-

I let a button loose...lean the fitted so my brim right-

chain shine in the dim light-

and walked over to shorty in the dress that's skin tight-

I approached..."I was watchin, and I love the way u groovin them hips"-

she winked, grabbed my hand like "u smooth, and u crip...cool and u hip"-

started movin and shit-

I'm thinkin daamn!, she gotta be the type that usually strip-

It's guaranteed, I'ma take her to the room and then hit-

but she whispered in my ear..."where's that dude u was wit..........."

...ya'll niggas know I was heated...hahaha...but it's nothin to a boss, these broads is like commercials

shorty killed my club buzz, so I just took it to the house, alone-

showered again and pulled out my phone-

lookin for a broad to let me hit, pull out, and spill on-

I wasn't ready to call it a night, besides the engine was still warm-

plus I'm gettin mad, pressin numbers wit my ice grill on-

"fucc it"...I took the good linen off and put the old sheets on-

and fell asleep...listenin to that old Tweet song...(oops)

...lol

FS Elite Freaks

trigga Trav appears courtesy of dem Newark Nuccaz Entertainment