FREAKY FRED
 To bass be the glory
 Ayy, ayy, yuh, wet, splash
 Hatin' on a ***** like your name George Bush
 This that new s**t like I'm a tourist
 Don't leave the kitchen till' I got a torn wrist
 Papa Bear in that ***** and I need some porridge
 Ricky Bobby on my body and I got endors***nts
 Put my **** in a witch, say rigor mortis
 Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous
 I done ran up the money, **** a portion
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 I spilt some lean in my Fanta
 I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 There is dead guys in my wallet
 Supreme just threw up in my closet
 She ride on my **** like a biker, climb on my **** like a hiker
 Your ***** is very excited, she wanna do it no Nike
 I rock the ski but no ski mask, I rock the mask from the hockey
 I showed a trick to your wee-man, we disappear won't say sorry
 Wipe it down, no ShamWow
 Speaking with the pistol, s**t say grrr-ow
 J.G. Wentworth need my money now
 How I walk up bout the bank bands heavy like ow
 Only tip a ***** if he mean just like a cow
 Snub-nosed pistol make a ***** say ow
 Finger on trigger make em' kiss like now
 ***** I'm Freaky Fred with the flame like bow
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 I spilt some lean in my Fanta
 I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 There is dead guys in my wallet
 Supreme just threw up in my closet
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 Houston, we might have a problem
 I don't rock no mo' bandannas
 I spilt some lean in my Fanta
 Your ***** make me so excited
 I might just hit it, one night it