BERNER

BERNER - Certified Freak lyrics

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Ft. Juicy J, Chevy Woods

[Hook] x 2

She ain’t even gotta speak, I can see it on her face

She a certified freak

It only took me bout a week, got her in between the sheets

She a certified freak

Head so good I got my eyes closed

I’ma go raw and let the dice roll

36 hunned for the smoke bag, 2 for the go

Yeah I’m still blowing old cash

I’m prolly in the old school, weed lick,

Candy paint on the chrome shoes

12 packs, 35 stacks, mix zam with the gyn

It’s why I didn’t call back

Strong pack, city in my ball cap

30 round drummer, make a hater wanna fall back

Boss shit, me I let my bread talk

Fed high, they want me in the cellblock

2 bitches on my dick, yeah I love freaks

Bitches cash out just to fuck me

And she ain’t even gotta speak

I layed her on the couch and I beat

She a certified freak

[Hook] x 2

She ain’t even gotta speak, I can see it on her face

She a certified freak

It only took me bout a week, got her in between the sheets

She a certified freak

Rolling cookie, pouring up Caesar

Bad yellow bitch with my hand up on skyzer

Let my seat back and the hoe gonna slizzer

She do it too good, I can’t be a fizzers

Do it so good I’ma put that chick to work

Put her in the strip club, let the bitch twerk

The money ain’t straight then she gonna get hurt

I will save no hoe, I ain’t no church

Juicy J pimping shit that’s all a nigga know

We be so loud that’s all a nigga smoke

No rehab for me all I need is dope

She ain’t giving up the head, you can keep the hoe

Keep the hoe, keep the hoe,

She ain’t giving up the head, you can keep the hoe

Keep the hoe, keep the hoe, keep the hoe

She ain’t giving up the head, you can keep the hoe

[Hook] x 2

She ain’t even gotta speak, I can see it on her face

She a certified freak

It only took me bout a week, got her in between the sheets

She a certified freak

Ah, I pull my socks up and made some popcorn

Tryina sauce on your chicken in a hot sauce

She dancing like she wanna have a nigga baby

Word to my nigga berner told the bitch you mainy

It’s only one reason for this phone call,

Turn some pitbull on her she get lockjaw

I’m on some taylor shit, kicks with the gator prints

Say you getting all this money nigga what you make of it?

I’m balling like a motherfucker then it’s ride

She on her 9 to 5 and that’s on her back

Tilt your head back, take a shot it is

I’m on my 6 man like I’m off the bench

While the club going dumb that’s you baby father

Tell him I’m just tryina function, word to 40 water

All these bottles in this bitch you’s a wanna be

But let me get back to a Shawty going front of me, hey, hey

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