Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Super Freaky Girl" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
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She's alright
That girl's alright with me, yeah
Ayy-yo (hey, hey, hey, hey)
I can lick it, I can ride it while you slipping and sliding
I can do all them little tricks, and keep the d- up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it
He want a F-R-E, A-K
F-R-E, A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K, F-R-E-A-K
Uh, okay, one thing about me, I'm the baddest alive
He know the prettiest - didn't come until I arrive
I don't let - get to me, I - they man if they try
I got a princess face, a killer body, samurai mind
They can't be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my -, I think I'll go for a dive
His ex - went up against me, but she didn't survive
On applications, I write "pressure" 'cause that's what I apply (brrr)
Pressure, applied, can't fuck a regular guy
Wetter than umbrellas, and stickier than apple pie, brrr!
I can lick it, I can ride it while you slipping and sliding
I can do all them little tricks, and keep the d- up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it
He want a F-R-E, A-K
F-R-E, A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K, F-R-E-A-K
'Cause what the -? This ain't Chanel? -, custom down?
Like, what the -? This ain't Burberry? Custom brown?
He said, "Could you throw it back while you touch the ground?"
Then he said, "Do that - purr?" I said, "Yup, meow"
Hold up, - boys, ain't no need for you to roll up
Ain't no need for you to double tap, neither scroll up
Keep these - on they toes like Manolo
Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO
Oh-whoa, elegant - with a - glow
If it ain't big, then I won't blow
Eenie, meenie, minie, moe
- Is the tea? I just F'd a G
Made him say "Uh", just ask Master P
Ball so hard, I just took a knee
Get me Rocky A$AP, -, word to Rih'
Freak, freak
Some gyal a freak, gyal a freak
Gyal a freak, freak, freak, freak
I can lick it, I can ride it while you slipping and sliding
I can do all them little tricks, and keep the d- up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it
He want a F-R-E, A-K
F-R-E, A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
E-A-K, F-R-E-A-K