Freak Freak

2Face (A-Butta & L-Swift) - “Freak Freak”
[Emcee(s): A-Butta and L-Swift]
[Producer(s): [?]]

[Verse 1: A-Butta]
(Yo, I got stories) Yo, I got
Love for my friends and love for my foes but got no
Love for them hoes going forty below. This shorty
I know—or, rather, I met—up in Atlanta on some
Freaknik, Victoria’s Secret go-go dancer—peep it
I had her—what?—all night, clubbing
Tipsy off whiskey, I was sipping on White Russian. Whispered
In my ear, “A-Butta, you know I like fucking.” For real
We could do this (Word up). She played like Alicia
Silverstone, acting Clueless, and I know I’m foolish
And knew this bitch was down from the get, feeling
On my thighs, making my jimmy erect
What the fuck? Better yet, let’s go back to the backroom
Bathroom, puffing on mad chrome that she
Wanted to inhale (Fucking A-Butta). After that, we was
Doing it and doing it and doing it well. This bitch was
Thick as hell, so I stepped off to search Chanel skirt
And worked off in high heels. She was screaming, “Yo, A-Butta
How it feel?” I said, “You know the deal. Keep
It real but don’t squeal because my girl’s with me.” She said
“Fuck it. Fuck me and take the world with me.” No diggy
Quickly, chest-to-breast, getting my nut in
I’m combining my mind-sexing with fucking
Erection, I’m cumming. “Yo, A-Butta do it
On my belly button.” “Hell no, you’re bugging”
All of a sudden, my girl came bum-rushing through (“What the fuck, nigga?!?”)
(“Oh shit!”) The door, so me and the whore hit the floor. She said
“Butta, I’m not taking your shit no more,” and filled
The clip up with four and said, “Stand up
Put your hands up and pull your pants up. You can’t fuck
Motherfucker.” (“Why not?”) “Why they even call you A-Butta?”
“I don’t know.” “You’re trying to play the undercover role
Move so foul plus your style so wack”
Turned the whore around and shot the bitch in the back
Writing exact, and laid me flat all up on the
Carpet butt-naked. “You see this heart right here? You can’t
Break it. Move, you can’t fake it, so take it like your
Punishment. I’m running shit like the government”
“For real? I ain’t fucking with you, girl, no more
I swear to God, yo, I didn’t even love that whore
You’re my bitch for life, we could last together”
I gassed the bitch. Now we’re just back together

[Interlude: A-Butta and L-Swift]
A-Butta: For real. Ha, no doubt. Bugged out
L-Swift: Natural E, yo. Natural Elements

[Hook: A-Butta]
Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the streets, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the jeeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, for all my peeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, West to East, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the jeeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the streets, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, for all my peeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, West to East, y’all. Freak it

[Verse 2: L-Swift]
We do this my way
Doing this your way, these freak bitches be bugging
Fuck what them whores say. We could swing some liquor and some
Weed shit. Peep this deep shit: if you’re fronting
I don’t want to see you at Freaknik, but you persist and call
Every day of the week, bitch. I understand it’s all
A game though. I ain’t trying to get caught up with the same ho
(Plus) Natural E showing no shame, though. It’s a part of life
I bring your heart some light even on the darkest nights
I heard you ex-man wanna start a fight, but I ain’t
Wetting what your ex say. If I hit it overnight
You’re leaving on the next day. It’s alright, the best way’s
To cooperate. When I’m smoking, help me vision
The way you operate. Every time I take a pull, I could
Spot a fake. Multiple bitches I be sleeping with
Spend a weekend with, I be freaking with
Foreplay in a hallway. Freaks come out
At night, but I’ve been freaking all day, all day
(I’ve been freaking all motherfucking day) I’ve been freaking all day, y’all

[Hook: A-Butta]
Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the streets, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the jeeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, for all my peeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, West to East, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the jeeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, up in the streets, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, for all my peeps, y’all. Yo, freak
Freak, y’all, West to East, y’all. Freak it

[Verse 3: A-Butta and L-Swift]
[A-Butta]
Ayyo
If fucking is wrong, I don’t wanna be right ‘cause I’ve been
Freaking all day, freaking all night
[L-Swift]
And it’s alright. Give me a call. I slide up in bitches
Of all types. It’s all tight like
Fitted jeans
[A-Butta]
Ayyo, L, you should have seen
I had the illest dream about this freaky bitch from
The Philippines giving me head up in my limousine
[L-Swift]
I know
You had something to keep your jimmy clean
[A-Butta]
No diggy
[L-Swift]
So come with me
[A-Butta]
Where?
[L-Swift]
I’m ‘bout to see this bitch from Bel Air
[A-Butta]
You’re hitting?
[L-Swift]
Hell yeah
[A-Butta]
You know the type of bitches me and L share
Hahaha