Lyrics
Lemme freak! (I don't give a damn what you playin right now, this is me comin' at you as a man right now, lemme freak)
I'm talkin to you (lemme freak Goddamn it lemme freak, just lemme freak)
Girl I smell that pussy across the room
There's no disrespect, they could make that shit perfume
Oh good God, I'm nasty
Don't look around girl, I'm lookin' at you
What's good? I'm Dave
What's your name? Where you from? Who you with?
What's your policy on birth control?
When were you last tested? Girl I gotta know
If you gon let me hit it raw, you gotta go
That would be crazy irresponsible
You know I only get with a bitch I mentally respect
We ain't even gotta fuck unless you and me connect
Minimally I'd like to ejaculate somehow though
Girl, I don't think I'm being unreasonable
'Less you that naive, that you thought this was a friend thing
I hope you not a freak so don't moan and spool your body soaking wet
My bad, I know I sweat (profusely)
Also, I won't fuck from the side girl, I'd lose like half my dick
Are you good about the pill?
'Cause even if it's foreplay, I should know that shit for real, girl I got hella pre-cum
Also, I'm wondering 'bout the way that you cum
Like is it external stimulation or penetration based? Fuck it
You know I enjoy that way
But you know damn well, I just want my bed
They gon say I fell, I got blown away
I'm a hopeless romantic
Girl I'm being dramatic but it's just the truth
Wait hold up, I should slow down
Don't even know you enough to go down
But if you want it we should go now
And we gon find out if it's great or it's strange
Oh girl, I could get you 4 to 8 minutes
Won't force the issue
Bitch it's too crowded
So girl if you 'bout it just give me that signal
But make it a loud one, I'm awful at this whole on the low, you fire, cut the shit
Girl what you tryna do?
I got candles, nonpareils, and three condoms in my room
The nonpareils might be old as shit
Like they've been in there for a while
But fact of the matter is I don't want this to be no blip
I'd prefer to fall in love, I swear I'm on some crazy shit
Like honestly, I need someone to save the kid
It could be you but first you gotta let me freak
Just lemme freak, just lemme freak
Goddamn girl, what's wrong with you?
I need to freak
I need to freak
I need to freak
Like please let me freak
Like please let me freak
Please let me freak right now
Please lemme freak, lemme freak right now
Girl we could get married
Like we could be fuckin'
A daughter named Bailey
That barely first struggle
We gon eat so many goddamn meals
What's your name?
Girl, you better keep them dirty paws off my chicken lo mein
We'll talk the boundaries out together's all I'm sayin'
And for the record girl I'll eat that pussy later
Like when I know you a little bit better
But for now it's just too intimate
Like it's too much
You don't even have to give me head either
Like I'm totally onboard with a hand job
Especially if there's like lube or some shit around
In a weird way, I actually prefer it to head
There's no guilt, no guilt at all
In fact, it feels just as good to me too if not better
I think it's a dick sensitivity issue
At the same time, there's no way you should complain about such a thing