Flynt Flossy ft Yung Humma

[Hook] Call me naughty farmer (ahh) I grow straight freaks (for real) Call me naughty farmer (ahh) I grow straight freaks (okay) Call me naughty farmer (ahh) I grow straight freaks (yeah) I grow straight freaks (yeah) I grow straight freaks [Lyric 1] One thing that I've learned (learned) And this is for certain (certain) A girl would do anything anytime if you the right person (ahh) The thing about freaks (freaks) Sometimes they don't know (baby) Exactly how nasty or far that they'd even go My job's to let her know Introduce her to things she ain't done before Head to the bed then the patio Then on to the fridge and against the door (haahaa) Run run to the corner store she gonna pack it for And I ain't got no more And that's for sure Old McFlossy has a freak so e i e i e i e i yooooo Never did it (yeah), sounds like fun Do what I gotta do, gotta get her done She don't know better, I gotta go get her She didn't know that the kitty gets wetter (that the kitty gets wetter?) That a cat sure does She coming to the Floss cause she know what it was Old McFlossy is a freak so e i e i e i e i yoooooo [hook x2] [Lyric 2] I say all the right things But then I do even better Cause when you mentally sex her just gives her double the pleasure Now, I kissing her feet Just unleashing the freak See, she's feeling she's wanted Now she's submissive to me (haaaaa) Go time, tell her what you will Cause when I get you open Imma go for the kill Little boys won't but a grown man will Give it what you want Bet you're loving how it feels Chill baby girl, no time to tease Flint Flo Double just trying to please Tell me what you wanna do Baby I'm here for you A naughty farmer helps a lady do what she thought she'd never Said it wasn't her, not her thing Yeah, right, whatever Blah blah blah blah blah Motivation, you know Now for love that's good drop down them drawers And let me e i e i e i e i yooooo [hook x2] [Lyric 3][Yung Humma] From a shack in the road Imma get in low How many weeks does it take for a freak to grow Thought I had it figured out But I didn't know 'till I met a little lady Who was willing to show Me everything I was missing When you listen to the story I'm about to tell Began a few years back I was racked in a shack, with a stack full of bad females Walked in the room, then I was doomed By the time I came in through the door (let's go) Had studio lights (ayy), edible tights (ayy), cage in the middle of the floor It was a fortress of sexual courses For this I was glad my pistol had a full clip By the end of the day my whole body was drained If you wanted to smang Humma couldn't give a little drip Bootcamp for nymphos And I looked at her as a Navy Seal She had me hung from my tongue on the chandeliers Sprung for the year she even made me squeal Graduated to beasthood Smanging ladies on the daily week after week People know me as Humma Across niggas no other Naughty farmer look at me as the incredible freak [hook x2]