Best Friend B.o.B (Ft. Iggy Azalea & Mac Miller)

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A bitch and her best friend go to the club
Party every weekend, get in for free
She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah (Freak bitches, what's up, ayy)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Popping, popping, popping tags, always with a shopping bag
She go to Clark Atlanta, but she always hopping class
All-star weekend, she be where the lobby at
Looking for that slapstick, all she need is hockey pads
She just be scrambling, looking like, "Goddamn, he clean"
Tossing that box like shipping and handling
She be going, yeah, she be doing anything
That tramp stay jumping off, she a trampoline
Straight, straight ba-boinging this bitch
I’m ‘bout my head, flip a coin in this bitch (Uh)
She brought her overnight bag and it's Fendi
She wanted Benihanas but she settled for some Denny’s

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A bitch and her best friend go to the club
Party every weekend, get in for free
She know she a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah
She know she a freak, yeah, a freak, yeah, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she know she a freak, yeah
She a freak, yeah, she a freak, yeah