Freak Dips lyrics

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Project Pat


[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Keep them ad-libs too (I will) hahaha
(Freaks, freaks, freaks, freaks)

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
I want some foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Hey, I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
Real n*ggas, bad b*tches, all I be with

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Walk up in the club, I see b*tches everywhere
I got pus*y on my mind, I got weed in the air
I got n*ggas wanna hate, I got money on my line
Really don't got no problems, cause I don't got the time
And I'm talkin' it cause I'm livin' it
Girl your ass fat, who you in here with?
Really got dough, so I'm spendin' it
n*ggas going broke, that's what the difference is
I got your b*tch in my ride
Just put a girl on a girl, cause ain't no n*ggas in sight
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
I want some foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Hey, I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
Real n*ggas, bad b*tches, all I be with

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Tell me that's your foreign b*tch, and how you so in love with her
I don't got no love for her, so I don't put my trust in her
Police ass n*gga need a badge, why you cuffin' her?
She just wanna get on top of me like a comforter
All across the world, better keep me from your girl
It's a lay up when we stay up, cause she know a n*gga trill, yeah
And she just hit my cell phone, yeah
Talkin' 'bout just come alone, yeah

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
I want some foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Hey, I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
Real n*ggas, bad b*tches, all I be with
[Verse 3: Chevy Woods (Wiz Khalifa)]
Ain't make it to the club tonight, but this feel like the club tonight
(Uh, shorty got a man, but she gonna f*ck tonight)
And hit it in the studio, and she told me, "For sure you right"
(Uh, we gonna make a song, she gonna fall in love tonight)
She said she love that gangsta sh*t, so she gon' f*ck a thug tonight
(She be poppin' pills, she gon' take some drugs tonight)
Heart up on her sleeve, baby, don't you fall in love tonight
(Know me, I don't trust them, I just f*ck 'em
I don't cuff 'em, then I'm gone)

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
I want some foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Foreign b*tches, freak dips
Hey, I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
I be on some G sh*t, on some G sh*t
Real n*ggas, bad b*tches, all I be with
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