Twisted Insane - Freak night lyrics

[Verse 1: koshir] It's the big bad wolf again, n***a I'm the truth Once i show up to the party i be blowing off the roof I'm the proof (?) I got rules when that b**h be bustin' koshir when i choose that i know's: Ev-er-y girl that i come across is not f**ed up That i know's: Better use a condom or you'll end up in the hospital That i know's: Check you I.D., b**hes ain't sh** And they'll set a n***a up for some A10 sh** Give me brains b**h (What?) Learn me language (What?) I speak dough get me more and you can hang wit' You know the game trick Let me see yo' pussi hoe Put this fire cracker in your Gucci and do the Tutsi roll Cowabunga we some mo'f**as Naw literally We are some mothaf**as Got this party sh** locked; Molly been popped And your b**h gettin' hot when that f**in beat drop [Chorus] Hey b**h does you f** on the first date? Is you gonna s** a dick on your birthday? Don't be afraid it's okay if you thirst-y; I got somethin' that'll wet your throat... It too cold for y'all hoes to be f**in' around You get Joe for (?) (?) n***as stuck in the ground For this dough i'm forever on the hunt like a hound Okay ya better sleep night Yeah cause its freak night... [verse 2: twisted insane] f** me, f** me Give it to me like a p**no Beat the, eat the, pussi like it was the (journo?) (hey man, this is delivery not the (journo?)) Put you up in a room and I'm ready to get up in you with the lead pipe On the bed right, beat the pussi till the sh** is looking bloody red, right Like I am Hugh Deff 42 step and a big nympho Hoes be all at my shows and they don't know what they askin for Finna k** a b**h, finna fill a b**h, drill a b**h like a construction All up in a hoe c*nt And im on her f** a hoe fussin'! Everybody know when i be bustin' Jizz on your face, wizz on your face Plus these two walls on your lips Lookin' like cheese grills on your face I coulda been that one that f**ed you with la**oos Never get up in someone till you know what you're f**in' in too Wanna run up and put a gun in it i'm sick like jay vorhees Put you up in a room with s** tools and gang orgies Im psycho, brainsick Come with me if you want to Im kinda like a spirit 'cos i got that dick that'll haunt you! [Chorus]