Cypress Hill, Barron Ricks - I Remember That Freak Bitch lyrics

Aiy yo!

I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
The Victoria's Secret, she give love
No matter which way you keep it
You'll get shoved out the picture
Now peep it (You get the gloves bitch)

I used to know this girl
That slanged the green shit
Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit
She wanted to be a star, with big cars
And all the fame that came my way I gotta say
That she was all that, and a bag of indo
With no seed, such a delightful weed
I wish she was still around but
No she's gone
I guess she got blessed and she got put on
Aiyyo I miss that girl, she had the bomb
Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope
I'm not Qu'ran had all the holy books
And notes to get still
I never met another dealer with that appeal
With those electric eyes, hypnotized
Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye

Bee eyes, bouncin five deep
Clicked of innocence hangin with friends
All under surveillance from the government
While Don want tights they floss rights
Just chewin on ice
Meditatin with her camp, gettin damp
She's a pimp or tile freak bitch
High maintenance
She got her fuckin clit pierced
Chained to her anus
Professional for wettin niggas up
Suck em first til they bust, swallow nut
Then she's quick to strut
Right out the projects
Been a whore since ninety-one
Suck a niggas dick for fun
Holdin guns in her buns
Type of chick tell you 'fuck me
In the ass' talkin shit
While she goin WALLA WALLA WALLA
WALLA WALLA on your dick

I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
The Victoria's Secret, she give love
No matter which way you keep it
You'll get shoved out the picture
Now peep it (You get the gloves bitch)

Yeah since I seen the queen
Of green on the screen
So I stepped up, to her screen door
Like a dream
Or better yet like a fiend needing a fix
She wasn't like other chicks
Pullin tricks on the scheme for chips
She was like, Run-DMC, Tougher Than Leather
Raw bitch
But then she was soft like a feather
Never again will I meet a woman of her nature
SkyPager turned off, datin one of the Lakers
Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot
He got that hot shit
All in his pocket on lock
Damn I guess I'm jealous that
Another fella's got with her
But her sister's, bangin too
What should I do? Fuck it I'll do like my
Nigga Smooth with the Princess
Plantin my seed in the next
Queen of Buddha Bless
Fuck playin the second string, on the squad
I'm blowin up, all in your face, word to God

Yeah I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel
Deep inside it made her pussy bubble
Aiyyo she told me that it loves you
I told her 'arch that back
Let me see that ass'
And then I kissed it, licked it
Stuck my nose all in position
You tell me baby listen
Can't you see my fuckin dick is throbbin
She started slobbin and gogglin
Spittin burblin burpin it
I told her 'just don't matter baby
Just don't bite it'
No hold barred, my dick was hard
Enough to dent a car, i stuck it in
Between to spread the Red Sea apart
The pussy fart
Was a motherfuckin work of art
She rode my dick
Just like a Kawasaki til the
Pussy started soundin sloppy
Like an old jalopy, time to nut
Took off the condom slapped her on the butt
Then I bust on her face in between her lips
Then she started lickin it, cause
It was good shit, protein!
Hot and rich damn I got my shit freaky
Mr ricks

I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
The Victoria's Secret, she give love
No matter which way you keep it
You'll get shoved out the picture
Now peep it (You get the gloves bitch)