Fraud

Doomshop, mothafucka' Mo, mothafucka' Where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back I hit that, for twenty-five bones I get it mix matched I'ma, I'ma fuckin' fool I think I might go hit up Deebo He's mean though, I gotta get my drink before I heave, hoe (heave hoe) I keep it strapped up, loaded, I ain't never lackin', lackin' I get the pack and where you at? I need that action Baby, baby, want it, want it I got my Glock with me and I just wanna kill it, kill it I get so drunk, all alone, while she callin' my phone But the Freddie at your home-home Aiming at your dome-dome Goddamn boy, who be feeding you this shit, shit? Scared him like a bitch, keep it on me like my dick 'Cause sell me goods, sell me what, I just wanna fuck it up Wanna, wanna fuck it up Where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back I hit that, for twenty-five bones I get it mix matched I'ma, I'ma fuckin' fool I think I might go hit up Deebo He's mean though, I gotta get my drink before I heave, hoe-heave hoe Where ya, where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back Where ya, where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back Where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back Where ya, where ya at, mama? Gotta tell me 'fore I get back --- Fraud - Freddie Dredd