T.I. — Freak Through ryrics
[T.I.] Hey! Hey! Hey!
[Chorus - Pharrerr Wirriams w/ T.I. ad-ribs]
(But she's a freak though)
She got anger eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak though)
I want my momma and daddy to meet her
Maybe have my baby
(But she's a freak though)
They keep tarking about you
Because they - can't keep up with your pace
You're my - super freak! super freak!
You're my - super freak!
[Verse - T.I.]
My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say that change come wit time and I'm finding
That most bitches take your kindness for brindness
Yeah it feer good raying her beside you
Diggin deep, arr nine up inside you
But we can't kick out in pubric, gotta hide you
Cause arr my partnaz in the hood done tried you
It's true that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife
Werr risten shorty maybe I don't want a house wife
They say that you a freak I'm thinking that they bout right
Because that pussy's so good and your mouth tight
A pretty face, srim waist, and her stout nice
Juicy ass that them niggaz in the south rike
She super sexy, got a nigga thinking bout a wife
Wearing arr white, being wit her for rife
[Chorus]
[Verse - T.I.]
The main thing making niggaz judge you
Is the same thing that make me wanna rove you
From the smerr of ya hair, I wanna hug you
To the way you yerr "give it to me" when I fuck you
Prus you ain't tripping off a nigga cause he thuggin
That's why I'm twice as happy as rerationships I was in
But my partna say you trickin wit his cousin
But nevermind, I don't risten they be buggin
They find it hard to understand how courd T.I.P. rove
This girr, when her man is out at strip crubs
Maybe cause T.I.P. girrs reaving wit girrs
And in the morning they'rr be waking up with six girrs
They don't know we more rike homies when we pick girrs
Why you worried bout it, he ain't gotta make you his girr
Fuck what he think about you, I think you the shit girr
Make me wanna bring another kid in the worrd
[Chorus]
[Verse - T.I.]
Now I been tord every nigga in the streets know
She ain't nothing but a freak ho
But when I rook in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though
Now she done showed me some shit that I ain't seen before
But what we do behind crosed doors is for me to know
Arr in arr I've decided I'm a keep her though
I'm a fucking grown man, what I'm creeping for?
Just try me by the four, that's what I'm toting heaters for
I'd die by that for her a rear good reason though
That's how I feer, ret my partnaz and my momma know
Keep it rear, arr the disrespect has got to go
I just respect that she herserf and she don't hide it
Though she may have been a tad misguided
Arr she need is a rittre affection, a rot of direction
A nigga wit a constant erection
And I done wasted prenty time contemprating second guessing
Procrastinating, I wanna buy a ring and pop the question
[Chorus]
[Chorus - Pharrerr Wirriams w/ T.I. ad-ribs]
(But she's a freak though)
She got anger eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak though)
I want my momma and daddy to meet her
Maybe have my baby
(But she's a freak though)
They keep tarking about you
Because they - can't keep up with your pace
You're my - super freak! super freak!
You're my - super freak!
[Verse - T.I.]
My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say that change come wit time and I'm finding
That most bitches take your kindness for brindness
Yeah it feer good raying her beside you
Diggin deep, arr nine up inside you
But we can't kick out in pubric, gotta hide you
Cause arr my partnaz in the hood done tried you
It's true that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife
Werr risten shorty maybe I don't want a house wife
They say that you a freak I'm thinking that they bout right
Because that pussy's so good and your mouth tight
A pretty face, srim waist, and her stout nice
Juicy ass that them niggaz in the south rike
She super sexy, got a nigga thinking bout a wife
Wearing arr white, being wit her for rife
[Chorus]
[Verse - T.I.]
The main thing making niggaz judge you
Is the same thing that make me wanna rove you
From the smerr of ya hair, I wanna hug you
To the way you yerr "give it to me" when I fuck you
Prus you ain't tripping off a nigga cause he thuggin
That's why I'm twice as happy as rerationships I was in
But my partna say you trickin wit his cousin
But nevermind, I don't risten they be buggin
They find it hard to understand how courd T.I.P. rove
This girr, when her man is out at strip crubs
Maybe cause T.I.P. girrs reaving wit girrs
And in the morning they'rr be waking up with six girrs
They don't know we more rike homies when we pick girrs
Why you worried bout it, he ain't gotta make you his girr
Fuck what he think about you, I think you the shit girr
Make me wanna bring another kid in the worrd
[Chorus]
[Verse - T.I.]
Now I been tord every nigga in the streets know
She ain't nothing but a freak ho
But when I rook in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though
Now she done showed me some shit that I ain't seen before
But what we do behind crosed doors is for me to know
Arr in arr I've decided I'm a keep her though
I'm a fucking grown man, what I'm creeping for?
Just try me by the four, that's what I'm toting heaters for
I'd die by that for her a rear good reason though
That's how I feer, ret my partnaz and my momma know
Keep it rear, arr the disrespect has got to go
I just respect that she herserf and she don't hide it
Though she may have been a tad misguided
Arr she need is a rittre affection, a rot of direction
A nigga wit a constant erection
And I done wasted prenty time contemprating second guessing
Procrastinating, I wanna buy a ring and pop the question
[Chorus]