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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wild Kyle
Wild Kyle
Songwriter

Lyrics

Boy, you should probably take my advice 
That pretty lady you gawkin at, I already had her twice 
I'm tryna make my surroundings paradiiiiise
So baby mama come over here 
LET'S GET FREAKY NOW
I'm gettin all tropical in the booth
I got an inflatable, Palm tree
Boy I got these bright red sunglasses in 3, D
Artificial sun, with a portable heater
Happy thoughts makin me fly, I'm best friends with p-p-p peter 
Like meter
Got every single heater 
Like I'm ballar
Like you holla 
That's what I'm on, dapper collar 
Like okay
Yes you can stay
We'll get freaky to the deaky, like all day
I got tropic in my veins, state is too cold
Now pretty ladies come here, like my body is gold
Boy, you should probably take my advice 
That pretty lady you gawkin at, I already had her twice 
I'm tryna make my surroundings paradiiiiise
So baby mama come over here 
LET'S GET FREAKY NOW
Girls with you, let's sacrifice 
I stole your girls, I'm nice
Pull out phone film porn on device 
I'll probably die like this, in paradise 
You see me, drinkin a smoothie
Ooh! The story just got juicy
Ha! These girls go wild & goofy 
Where's a camera & director, right here's a-a-a-a-a movie
That's duty
Yours truly 
What beauty 
What a cutie 
Model status like hugely 
Damn girl, dat booty
Right here's a groupie 
I know this, she's choosy 
My eyes are googly 
All up on her boobies
She tells me get screwy
Oh, Absolutely 
Boy, you should probably take my advice 
That pretty lady you gawkin at, I already had her twice 
I'm tryna make my surroundings paradiiiiise
So baby mama come over here 
LET'S FREAKY NOW
See it
Grab it
Squeeze it
Twerk it
See it
Grab it
Squeeze it
LET'S GET FREAKY NOW
Written by: Wild Kyle
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