Jodeci, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah - Freek'n You (Mr. Dalvin’s Freek Mix) lyrics

[Jodeci, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah - Freek'n You Mr. Dalvin’s Freek Mix lyrics]

You got stacks like the
International House of Pancakes
The man makes, motion in bed
Watch it stand straight
Your fat body, come and build with God-body
Hardly any chickenheads fake jacks
Or rob by me youse a covergirl
Livin well lady watch the chrome spin
Gorilla grill
Check out the million dollar lady
GS spins, niggas with all the wins
Babygirl slide and let the Lex-berg
Nigga massage your skin
What's your name? Lex, last name Diamonds
Icy earrings shining
What's your occupation? Crazy rhyming
You'se a queen killer
So I'mma fill you like Exxon
Wu and Jodeci is like cuz ahns
You see me posted at the garden party
Sweat drippin on my fly shit
Rollin with some niggas robbin
What, thousand dollar links on
Yo, Shorty got money in the stash
Get yo drink on

Everytime I close my eyes
I wake up feelin so horny
Can't get you out of my mind
Sexing you is all I need
I would do anything
To make you understand me
I don't give a damn about a thing
Freek'n you is all I see what must I?

What must I say? What must I do?
To show how much i think about freek'n you
Freek'n you babe

Tonight, I need your body (I need your body)
Tonight, you've got my time
(Girl whatever you want, I would do it)
Tonight, you won't be sorry (You, oh ohhhhh)
Tonight, you've got my mind
(Ohhh, ohhh, yeahh, yeahh)

Shit, I could go on for days
I couldn't go for weeks
I could even play with another body but
It wouldn't last cuz I'm a freak
Ahh, everything you say
Just adore everything you do
And now you want to close my eyes
All I want to freak is you

Every freek'n night, and every freek'n day
I want to freek you baby
In every freek'n way, yes
Every freek'n day, and every freek'n night
I want to freek you baby, your body
So freek'n tight

Aiyyo sit back
Kick up your feet upon my glass table
Grab the remote baby
Check my niggas on cable
I got the hey love album, plus Jodeci
Roll this up, the EZ Wider near the ash tray
Full moons, skunk weed up all up in the room
You got the munchies, baby
Ice cold milk and Lorna Doones
How you like it baby? I like it on the sink
You freak me, butt naked in a long mink
Yo, I like my power-U warm, study Islam
Play it off, if my wife call
You're my cousin Dawn
Solomon had many wives I see many thighs
Stab meat like knives
I'm tranqued by your chinky eyes
You're razor baby, this a stick up
Throw your legs up you fake freak in the
Morning cuz at midnight, you gave up
You had me harder than a roll of quarters
You felt the snake head, you can't cook
You can't fuck chick your act is dead
Hit the icebox wench, grab me a beer or
Can't explain it no clearer, you be the one
Lately starin in the mirror
Jodeci style, K-Ci joJo, Dalvin, DeVante
All day like Harry Belafonte, yo
Yes y'all yes
Check it, it be the Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
Jodeci joint, pullin ladies like a hamstring

Take the joint y'all, word up, ninety-six
The year two thousand going on like cousins
Take it out halfdozens
Chickenheads I get to pluckin
Uhh, how you like me now baby?

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