Shy Freak

Yeah Yea-uhh Yea-uhh What he say I like the shy but a freaky hoe When i wake up bring me my Cheerio's At the yo 'Slight Bogus' bumpin through the stereo We got lots of Za and bottles ain't no letting up Party Party tomorrow Not sorry Don't feel no sorrow Living life Like we finna die You was mine Lost it with in time I can't go back Feeling locked inside I can't react I'm hurting till i die I gotta show these niggas I gotta show these bitches Came for money I'm bout my business I don't need no new faces around me Only them blue faces around me Guap fetti da cash Stop watching my bag Seeing you niggas is sad Y'all gone cook us like we wont trying And life be fucked up man i ain't lying Better go get you a bag Cause imma get me one go broke get it all back This way deeper than "Rap" Yeah Yea-uhh Yea-uhh What he say I like the shy but a freaky hoe When i wake up bring me my Cheerio's At the yo 'Slight Bogus' bumpin through the stereo We got lots of Za and bottles ain't no letting up Party Party tomorrow Not sorry Don't feel no sorrow Living life Like we finna die You was mine Lost it with in time I can't go back Feeling locked inside I can't react I'm hurting till i die