Migos - Freak No More Lyrics
[Intro: Quavo]Young rich nigga, Migo!(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)Young rich nigga, Quavo![Verse 1: Quavo]She's a stripper ***** dancer but she's begging me to wife her, (No!)When the first time I met lil' mama she was a one-nighter, (One night!)Hell nah, I don't love nun' but my money and my rifle, (Money, Glahh!)At the top like Eiffel Tower, I told her to beat itYou would have thought she was Michael! (Go!)She don't wanna be a freak no more, (Freak!)She don't wanna take molly, get geeked no more, (Geek!)She don't even wanna strip no moreShe don't wanna see the poleCause young nigga walking straight in with the goldI apologize, you know that my niggas they witnessed you *****, (*****!)You want me to tie the knot?Oh no no no, she must be crazy! (Crazy!)[Hook: Quavo]I know she's a freakI know that she freakin'I know she's a freakSuper freakSo please do not try to run game on meI'm not a PlaystationPlease do not try to run game on meI'm not a 360Then she told me, (Ugh!)She don't wanna be a freak no moreShe don't wanna be a freak no more, (No more!)She don't wanna be a freak no moreDon't wanna be freakin', noShe don't wanna be a freak no moreShe don't wanna be a freak no moreDon't wanna be freakin'Don't wanna be freak no more[Verse 2: Offset]Offset!She was 16 when she had a baby, (16!)Her baby daddy kept on driving her crazyShe wondering how she gon' take care the babyShe working at Folly walking around *****!She telling me she wanna tie up the knot, (Huh?!?)I ***** her then kick her right out of the spot,(Get out!)I don't know what the ***** up with these strippersThey don't have a house and don't have a vehicle! (You broke!)These *****es ain't shit I forgot to mention, (Huh?)You cuffing that ho, who you think you tricking?Sneaking and geeking, I see your eyes, (Geekin'!)She's *****ing for money but in denialYour daughter be seeing nigga's in and out, (Damn!)Your kissing your daughter got dick on your mouth, (Ew!)I know she's a freak and I don't have a doubtShe's a dirty ***** and I don't have a doubt! (Dirty!)[Hook][Verse 3: Takeoff]I met this *****, said her name KimberlyI met her when I had a show out in BeverlySaid, "What you doing out here in L.A.?"She on vacation but stripping in TennesseeI got her number, asked her what she doing laterShe said she would hit me on my cellular, (Cellular)I knew she was digging my pimpingAnd new Christian Louboutin's forgot to mention. (Red bottoms!)I brought that ***** in my facilityTold her, "My favorite room in here's the kitchen, (In the kitchen)After I whip all these chickensI watch you get ***** and wash all these dishes", (Wash all these dishes, *****!)She licked me, she *****ed me, she sucked meThen tried to give me a kiss, ***** you tripping (Huh?)She wanna hit my muddy trouble doubleTold that *****, "Pour your own muddy trouble"I shouldn't have *****ed her, now she's in her feelings, (What?)Shawty broke down and start telling her businessI said to lil' mama, "You trippingI don't give a ***** what you did, cause business is business." (Business is business!)So now we sitting in my condo, (Top floor!)I don't even know what to say no moreShe's telling me, telling me she don't wanna be a freak no more, but...[Hook]
