it nigga (If it ain't a freak show) It ain't a freak show Ya know what I'm sayin'? (Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up) Don't go (You know
) And that's it nigga (If it ain't a freak show) It ain't a freak show Y'knowhutI'msayin? (Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up) Don't go (Y'know
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it go) And that's it nigga (If it ain't a freak show) It ain't a freak show Y'knowhutI'msayin? (Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up) Don't go (
Would you look at that, I came back for her Just to give it to her, like you asked for it Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her It rebounds so I caught it
I do it before I hit you with the weapon Don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
Before I fall too fast Kiss me quick, but make it last So I can see how badly this will hurt me When you say goodbye Keep it sweet, keep it slow Let
you scared like a monster, monster, monster Too bad Oh-oh Hollywood, it's got you jumping like you should (Too bad) It's got you bouncing off the walls It
tooth verse 1:yeah you crossin out yo label girl you bustin all night not a top notch top rank or top flight but it aint a butta finga or it aint a
stack, pop me you'll really roll Nighttime, daytime, I can give it to ya both Anytime you want it, I can give it to ya that's for sure Keep ya up all
it It's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it
girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough Sing until your lungs give out This ain't a scene, it?s a god damn arms race This ain't a scene, it?s a god
But look [Chorus:] Young Check your freestyle I am fast approachin on the weekend It's me, Niko, Bryans here, D10 Freestyle shit bout the safeway to the verse here we go [Verse 2:] It
Please sing to me, I can see you open up to breathe Fast words make it easier on me Make a point to never disappoint you Somebody's got to tell me what
Yeah I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here it go Back to runnin' circles 'round niggas, now we squared up Hold up Life's a game, but it
packer Tear up the Dom P wrappers faster Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, spit atcha I call it rich ignorant laughter Black American Express card all gray now It
