作词 : Aaron Joseph/Vaughn Oliver/Onika Maraj/Lukasz Gottwald/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Lauren Miller/Rick James/Alonzo Miller

作曲 : Aaron Joseph/Vaughn Oliver/Onika Maraj/Lukasz Gottwald/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/Lauren Miller/Rick James/Alonzo Miller

She’s alright

(She’s alright, that girl’s alright)

That girl’s alright with me

Yeah

Ay, yo

I can lick it, I can ride it

While you slippin and sliding

I can do all them little tricks and keep the d**k up inside it

You can smack it, you can grip it

You can go down and kiss it

And every time he leave me ‘lone he always tell me he miss it

He want a

F-R-EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K

EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K

Ok, one thing about me, I’m the baddest alive

He know the prettiest b**ch didn’t come until I ARRIVE

I don’t let b***hes get to me; I f**k they man if they try

I got a princess face, a killer body, samurai mind

They can’t be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try

A thong bikini up my ass, I think I’ll go for a dive

His ex b**ch went up against me, but she didn’t survive

On applications I write pressure, ‘cause that’s what I apply (Brrrr)

P P P Pressure applied, can’t f**k a regular guy

Wetter than umbrellas and stickier than Apple Pie

I can lick it, I can ride it

While you slipping and sliding

I can do all them little tricks and keep the d**k up inside it

You can smack it, you can grip it

You can go down and kiss it

And every time he leave me ‘lone he always tell me he miss it

He want a

F-R-EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K

EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K

‘Cause what the f**k, this ain’t Chanel, n**ga, custom down?

Like, what the f**k, this ain’t Burberry, custom brown?

He said, “Could you throw it back while you touch the ground?”

Then he said, “Do that p**sy purr?”

I said, “Yup, meow”

Hold up

F**k boys, ain’t no need for you to roll up

Ain’t no need for you to double tap neither, scroll up

Keep these b***hes on they toes like Manolo

Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO

Oh, whoa

Elegant b**ch with a hoe glow

If it ain’t big, then I won’t blow

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe

F**k is the tea?

I just F’d a G

Made him say “Uhh”, just ask Master P

Ball so hard, I just took a knee

Get me Rocky A$AP, n**ga, word to RIH

Freak

F-f-freak

Some GYAL A FREAK

GYAL AH FREAK

GYAL AH freak, freak, freak

I can lick it, I can ride it

While you slipping and sliding

I can do all them little tricks and keep the d**k up inside it

You can smack it, you can grip it

You can go down and kiss it

And every time he leave me ‘lone he always tell me he miss it

He want a

F-R-EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K

EEEEE-A-K

F-R-EEEEE-A-K