(S16) - PT3 - Trading Places

[Frick_Nasty]

Mo Berry, ooh
Gabagool on the beat, ho
I woke up Nate Swifty, oh my god I'm the man (oh shit)
I'm so fly and I can catch (whoa, whoa shit)
There's tattoos on my neck (oh, oh)
I just FaceTimed Sunnycursed (blip, blip)
I told him I'm his biggest fan, yeah (yeah)
Got all these hoes in my DM (yeah, I do)
Holy shit, I got a kid (oh)
Ohh, I can score so well
Wonder if I can say the r-word (wait for real?)
Wait, can I really say the r-word?
What up, my receiver? (woo) What up, my receiver?
Big ups, my receiver, we up, my receiver
You pussy ass receiver, man, fuck y'all receiver
'Cause I'm that receiver, receiver, receiver, receiver
I'm that receiver
I woke up in Nate Swift’s body (oh yeah)
Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I can't believe that it's Freaky Friday
Yeah, it's Freaky Friday
I'm in Nate Swift's body
I drive his Ferrari and I'm light-skinned black
What the fuck?
I woke up and I'm Mo Berry (Mo Berry?)
Ugh, what the fuck?
This shit is real weak
How his pads staying perched up on his shoulders like that?
Walking down the street and ain't nobody know my name (whoa)
Ain't no paparazzi flashing pictures, this is great (whoa)
Ain't nobody judging 'cause I wear black or my controversial past
I'ma go and see a movie and relax (woo)
Ayy, I'm a Wraith but I can finally not wear blue (cool)
Why his momma calling all the time?
Leave me the fuck alone, bitch
Wait, if I'm in Berry’s body, Swifty is who?
Hope my daughter's in school
Fuck, if I was Nate Swift, where would I be?
What would I do?
I woke up in Nate Swift’s body (oh yeah)
Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
I can't believe that it's Freaky Friday
Yeah, it's Freaky Friday
I'm in Nate Swift’s body
I look at my hands with delight, it's my dream hands
If I was Mo Berry in my body, where would I be?
I'm tryna to find myself like an introspective monk
I'm balling on the field, oh my God I can score
Snap a flick of the score
My hands is trending on Twitter? Fuck
Now I'm at the club, I talked my way into getting in
I look up in the VIP, my goodness there I am
I signal to him to let me in but he won't let me in
I don't know who that is
Wait, who the fuck he think he is?
Took a glass bottle, shatter it on the bouncer's head (woo)
Walked up to that motherfucker
Wait, think it through for a sec
If you hurting me then you only hurting yourself
But wait, I love myself
That was the key, now we're switching back
I woke up in Nate Swift’s body (oh yeah)
Somehow this shit turned into Freaky Friday
But we got no choice but to turn this bitch sideways
(I can't believe)
I can't believe that it's Freaky Friday
Wait, what the fuck?
And now I'm in Cooter Bigsby’s body
It's way less cool than being Nate Swift was
What the fuck again?
I'm Ryan Leaf Jr.
Why am I yelling?
Huh, I'm Rose Jenkins
I got a vagina, I'm gonna explore that right now (woo, woo)
Holy shit, I got a vagina (uh), I'm gonna learn
I'm gonna understand the inner workings of a woman