Rich Freak Peezy & Skilla Baby

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[Intro: Peezy]
Yeah (Ghetto)
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass (Yeah)
Need a rich-ass freak (Okay)
I need a rich-ass, uh, okay (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, yeah, she from the D
Got her shit together, she don't need shit from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around four
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm tryna put it in my throat"
Bend her over, fuck her like a dog, I'm the G.O.A.T.
Flip her over, pin her legs back, hit it slow
Chokeslam your bitch to the matt', call me Big Show
What, you ain't know I'm a fat nigga, but I get low?
Dance in it, yeah, I'ma hit raw
Tryna fuck while her friends sleep, gotta tip-toe
You a real freaky girl, yeah, a nympho
I'm tryna come fuck you in the car, what it hit for?
Put your number in my phone, what's your info?
Tell your boyfriend I'm your kinfolks
She gon' pay me for this dick, I ain't no pimp, though
That's why I love my rich hoes, yeah

[Chorus: Peezy]
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her shit together, she don't need shit from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah
Rich-ass freak, rich-ass freak
Got her shit together, she don't need shit from me
Drunk as hell, blowin' up my phone around three
Sayin', "Daddy, where you at? I'm on tip, I'm tryna meet," yeah

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