Big Ole Freak

Lyricist: Marquis X. Dair / Mason Julian Martrel / Megan Pete     Composer: Marquis X. Dair / Mason Julian Martrel / Megan Pete

Ay, big ole freak
Big booty, big ole treat
I'ma make him wait for the pussy
Hit it 'til he big ole skeet
Ay, feet on the bed
I'll fuck him up in the head
Suck it then look in his eyes
Then the next day I might leave 'em on read
Pop it, pop it
Daydreaming 'bout how I rock it
He hit my phone with a horse
So I know that mean come over and ride it
Shit, I'm on the way
Ride on that dick I'm like, "Yay", hey
Usually I like to fuck
But tonight we gon' make love 'cause you bae
Nobody know, I fuck with him on the low
We never show up together but I text him when I'm ready to go
Ay, I had a couple of shots at the bar
I'm finna play with that dick in the car
I got him swerving and breaking the law
These windows tinted so nobody saw
Ain't nobody freak like me
Give ya what you need like me
Ain't nobody got on they tip, tip toes and rode to the tip like me
I got 'em addicted, he fiendin'
My body a drug and he need it
He begging me for the treatment
He throw a fit when I leave 'em
He like
"Baby lemme rub, lemme rub on ya
Can I get a lil' love, lil' love from ya"
My body addictive it's driving him crazy
Think I got run from ya
Don't know what to do without it
He fucking with you, I doubt it
They don't understand, I'm all in his head
And it's nothing to do with my body
You been fiendin' for me lately
Going brazy, brazy
I got what you need I'm gon' give it to you baby
Going brazy, brazy
Fiendin' for me lately
I got what you need
I'ma give you what you craving
See I'm a big ole freak, I love to talk my shit
And you must be a pussy boy, if you get offended
Bitch it's Tina Snow, they love me 'cause I'm cold
And you can't take no nigga from me
I got mind control
I want to fuck in the mirror, I like to look at your face when you in it
Come in the room and I'm giving commands
I am the captain and he the lieutenant
I need that neck like a mothafuckin' pendant
Need you to spit, make that motherfucker glisten
Tell him "Shut up!" make that motherfucker listen
I bet he gon' like it, he won't do no tripping
Ain't nobody freak like me (hell nah)
Give ya what you need like me (hell nah)
Ain't nobody got on they tip, tip toes and rode to the tip like me (huh)
I got 'em addicted, he feindin'
My body a drug and he need it
He begging me for the treatment
He throw a fit when I leave him
"And baby lemme rub, lemme rub on ya
Can I get a lil' love, lil' love from ya"
My body addictive it's driving him crazy
I think I got run from him
Don't know what to do without it
He fucking with you, I doubt it
They don't understand that I'm all in his head
And it's nothing to do with my body
I can tell
You been feindin' for me lately
Going brazy, brazy
I got what you need I'm gon' give it to you baby
Going brazy, brazy
Feindin' for me lately
I got what you need
I'ma give you what you craving