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Freak On A Pole (feat. SoSyncere, Trevor Thompson & Skrizzy) Video (MV)






Trait Razor - Freak On A Pole (feat. SoSyncere, Trevor Thompson & Skrizzy) Lyrics




(Yea)
Damn, you see the way she drop it
(Where the strippers at?
Damn, I hope she never stop it
(Bitch)

G-String and her wig match her lipstick (yea)
Make it rain if you ain't, you ain't gettin' shit (no)
Battle poppin' every day, we be doin' it (uhh)
Poppin' bands while she do her tricks
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, uhh)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, uhh)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, woo!)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'

SoSyncere
Girl, I'm tippin' if you're strippin'
Get them panties missin'
I be lookin' and I'm trippin' like I'm about to pop the clip in
Legs up, shorty shake it like your hand hurt
I put in mad work to let these rubber bands flirt
I see you lookin' back
I'm drippin' on that ass
These $20 bills is what give me a pass
Hourglass, and I can tell the time
I got my phone out just so I can press rewind
Make it rain, nah I'm hands-on
I put my hands on, look what you got my hands doin'
And all my niggas here throwin' dollar signs
She wanna follow my money got her mezmerized
And I got all my jewels
So she know I get it
And if I go and get it, chances are I'm gonna spend it
Shake that ass girl, shake that ass
You gettin' money from my whole damn supportin' cast

Freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
I love the way she do it, she groovin' (yea!)
Uhhh

It's not unusual when bitches find you beautiful to have them doing things that they ain't used to (used to)
So act a please cause that's a natural aphrodisiac to make me think I'll never wanna lose you
I'm the one that get chose, not the type to choose you
Show me for my money what would you do?
I could go tit for tat with all of these aristocrats but they don't draw attention like my crew do
In a room of bosses tell me who's who, better yet, who's you?
Let me see your moves, boo, throw it back, ooh-ooh
And I don't have time for games, you heard I used to throw that money round, well times have changed, so
Cater to me, cater to me I'm a legend
If these walls could talk, they'd ridicule the beds I've slept in
And ever since I came up in, she got to thinkin' for the night she might go straight again, shawty is a

Freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (well alright!)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'

Good lord, that nigga did it
Good lord, these niggas jealous
Good lord, I got that shit when I spit it you really feel it

Good lord, these strippers love me
They needin' their cuddy buddy
They text me to hit my dougie and they pussy say she love me

We don't believe you
You need more people
Compare me to you
Nigga, we are not equals

I am the one
There will never be a sequel
Your bitch so thirsty
I supply with a refill

Money make her cum
Money make her cum
Come here baby, here's a couple one
Show a nigga some

Pop that pussy, do it all for fun
Tell me when you done
Hundred dollars rollin' down your buns
Yea that booty dumb

I got bad bitches
Bunch of bad bitches
I can tell that's why you mad bitches
Bunch of sad bitches

I put money over mad bitches
I mean mad bitches
Drop it low and move your ass with it baby
Fast with it

Oh my god
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(Yea)
Damn, you see the way she drop it
(Where the strippers at?
Damn, I hope she never stop it
(Bitch)

G-String and her wig match her lipstick (yea)
Make it rain if you ain't, you ain't gettin' shit (no)
Battle poppin' every day, we be doin' it (uhh)
Poppin' bands while she do her tricks
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, uhh)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, uhh)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole, woo!)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (pole)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'

SoSyncere
Girl, I'm tippin' if you're strippin'
Get them panties missin'
I be lookin' and I'm trippin' like I'm about to pop the clip in
Legs up, shorty shake it like your hand hurt
I put in mad work to let these rubber bands flirt
I see you lookin' back
I'm drippin' on that ass
These $20 bills is what give me a pass
Hourglass, and I can tell the time
I got my phone out just so I can press rewind
Make it rain, nah I'm hands-on
I put my hands on, look what you got my hands doin'
And all my niggas here throwin' dollar signs
She wanna follow my money got her mezmerized
And I got all my jewels
So she know I get it
And if I go and get it, chances are I'm gonna spend it
Shake that ass girl, shake that ass
You gettin' money from my whole damn supportin' cast

Freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
I love the way she do it, she groovin' (yea!)
Uhhh

It's not unusual when bitches find you beautiful to have them doing things that they ain't used to (used to)
So act a please cause that's a natural aphrodisiac to make me think I'll never wanna lose you
I'm the one that get chose, not the type to choose you
Show me for my money what would you do?
I could go tit for tat with all of these aristocrats but they don't draw attention like my crew do
In a room of bosses tell me who's who, better yet, who's you?
Let me see your moves, boo, throw it back, ooh-ooh
And I don't have time for games, you heard I used to throw that money round, well times have changed, so
Cater to me, cater to me I'm a legend
If these walls could talk, they'd ridicule the beds I've slept in
And ever since I came up in, she got to thinkin' for the night she might go straight again, shawty is a

Freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (go, go, drop it)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Freak on the pole, freak on the pole
Shorty is a freak on the pole, freak on the pole (well alright!)
I love the way she do it, she groovin'

Good lord, that nigga did it
Good lord, these niggas jealous
Good lord, I got that shit when I spit it you really feel it

Good lord, these strippers love me
They needin' their cuddy buddy
They text me to hit my dougie and they pussy say she love me

We don't believe you
You need more people
Compare me to you
Nigga, we are not equals

I am the one
There will never be a sequel
Your bitch so thirsty
I supply with a refill

Money make her cum
Money make her cum
Come here baby, here's a couple one
Show a nigga some

Pop that pussy, do it all for fun
Tell me when you done
Hundred dollars rollin' down your buns
Yea that booty dumb

I got bad bitches
Bunch of bad bitches
I can tell that's why you mad bitches
Bunch of sad bitches

I put money over mad bitches
I mean mad bitches
Drop it low and move your ass with it baby
Fast with it

Oh my god
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Writer: Camillo Iacoboni, Trevor Thompson
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