Troy Lux - Freaky Go-Go Lyrics

I know this bitch from down the block
They call her Freaky Go-Go
Don't get it confused
She ain't freaking with you for the low low
Niggas cop them stacks
And keep lil mama draped up in that coco
If you can't afford it
Nigga move around like, like oh no
She keep that pussy up in satin
Give good head like captains
And you know its Birkin on her baggage
Mami bout them baguettes
Only f*ck with niggas with some status
Got her living lavish
Mami bout her green
Yeah she probably out here counting cabbage
Infiltrate the circuit and it's certain they getting bagged like Birkin
Hit that mobile for that boost I mean it really be chirpin'
I mean a nigga making hits the way these dollies is twerking
She must be good with the snake look how she charming the serpent
The way she dip it, and pop it, twerk it, stop it on that hooder shit
Mami lick lollies and put papi up on that gooder shit
Switch of the wrist, get a glimpse of how that bezel glitz
Niggas lost they turn, not tryna hear bout what you would of did
I know this bitch from down the block
They call her Freaky Go-Go
Don't get it confused
She ain't freaking with you for the low low
Niggas cop them stacks
And keep lil mama draped up in that coco
If you can't afford it
Nigga move around like, like oh no
Niggas know just who it be
When I pull up on the scene
I got niggas with the schemes
They been plotting on ya cream
Only ballers on my team
Yeah they know just what it be
If you really think you bout it
Nigga come and get the steam (Haha)
I know this bitch from down the block
They call her Freaky Go-Go
Don't get it confused
She ain't freaking with you for the low low
Niggas cop them stacks
And keep lil mama draped up in that coco
If you can't afford it
Nigga move around like, like oh no
She keep that pussy up in satin
Give good head like captains
And you know its Birkin on her baggage
Mami bout them baguettes
Only f*ck with niggas with some status
Got her living lavish
Mami international
You know she on them flights to Paris
Yo what it is? Got bitches coming thru they really with shits
Niggas plotting but ain't profiting, they really ain't shit
I mean lil mama bout a dollar, she don't auction off the clit
But if you good, then you know she might just split up on that dick!
The way she dip it, and pop it, twerk it, stop it on that hooder shit
Mami lick lollies and put papi up on that gooder shit
Gimme my profit they can't stop it look at the past attempts
Make shawty fall in love but Niggas only here to get the grips
I know this bitch from down the block
They call her Freaky Go-Go
Don't get it confused
She ain't freaking with you for the low low
Niggas cop them stacks
And keep lil mama draped up in that coco
If you can't afford it
Nigga move around like, like oh no
She keep that pussy up in satin
Give good head like captains
And you know Its Birkin on her baggage
Mami bout them baguettes
Only f*ck with niggas with some status
Got her living lavish
Mami bout her green
Yeah she probably out here counting cabbage