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Freaky Fred Lyrics

Freaky Fred is a character from Courage the Cowardly dog. He’s a slightly unhinged individual who has an obsession with shaving people’s (and animals) hair off. $ki Mask might be comparing himself to Fred…

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[Intro]

To bass be the glory

Yuh

(Woo) Ayy, ayy, yuh

Huh, my pockets is this water, your bitch gives me water, I do like the

Wet, huh, splash, what? (Huh)

Pew, pew, pew, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1]

Hatin' on a nigga like your name George Bush

This that new shit like I'm a tourist (Haha)

Don't leave the kitchen 'til I got a torn wrist

Papa Bear in that pussy and I need some porridge

Ricky Bobby on my body and I got endorsements

Put my dick in a witch, say rigor mortis (Swish)

Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous

I done ran up the money, fuck a portion, huh

[Chorus]

Houston, we might have a problem (What?)

Houston, we might have a problem (What?)

I spilled some lean in my Fanta

(Hmm)

I don't rock no more bandannas, no

Houston, we might have a problem (What?)

Houston, we might have a problem

(Hey)

There is dead guys in my wallet (Mm)

Supreme just threw up in my closet, uh (Mm)[Verse 2]

She ride on my dick like a biker (Ride)

Climb on my dick like a hiker (Climb)

Your bitch is very excited (Mm-hmm)

She wanna do it, no Nike, ayy

I rock the ski, but no ski mask, ayy (Pew)

I rock the mask from the hockey, ayy (Hockey)

I showed a trick to your weed man, ayy

We disappear won't say sorry, ayy

Wipe me down, no ShamWow

Speaking with the pistol, shit say grr-aow (Pew)

J.G. Wentworth need my money now (Ayy)

How I walk up bout the bank, bands heavy like ow

Only tip a nigga if he mean just like a cow

Snub-nosed pistol make a nigga say, "Ow" (Wet)

Finger on trigger, make 'em kiss like now

Bitch, I'm Freaky Fred with the flame, like baow

[Bridge]

Bitch, huh, yuh, bitch, yuh

Woo, yuh

Huh, oh, fuck, hahaha, yuh

Alright, shit, what we doin'?

Bitch, nigga, fuckin' bitch, wanna suck my dick, ayy

[Chorus]

Houston, we might have a problem (What?)

Houston, we might have a problem (Okay)

I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Bitch)

I don't rock no more bandannas, no

Houston, we might have a problem (Wet)

Houston, we might have a problem (Shine, shine)

There is dead guys in my wallet, hmm

Supreme just threw up in my closet (Hee)

Houston, we might have a problem (Yuh)

Houston, we might have a problem ('Kay)

Houston, we might have a problem (Bitch)

Houston, we might have a problem (Get it, get it)

I don't rock no more bandannas, hell no

I spilled some lean in my Fanta, yuh

Your bitch make me so excited, ayy

I might just hit it, one night it, ayy