Nasty C, Tellaman – “FREAK” Lyrics
RJBaNKS on the beat
God damn you a freak (Woah)
Everything fleek (Woah)
That booty got flow (Woah), it’s bouncin’ to the beat (Woah)
You dancing like a hoe (Hoe), and talkin like a queen
So tell me what you want and we be out of here in three
Abracadabra, I got magic
Ooh, we gon’ say the word and we gon’ vanish (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she might bust the kitty out the panties (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, dirty dancin’, body language (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, we gotta thank God for her birthday (Yeah)
I’m the real fish, go buz’ uTira
You can tell by the way I rock it, Durban boy a fashion killer
Shorty gon’ ride it, Kawasaki
Baby girl really a pleaser, uh
Paint her face, she a masterpiece, my Mona Lisa (Woah)
Mandela would be proud of a **** (Yeah, uh)
Family, money, bitches, ain’t got time for a **** (Yeah)
Shit pull up to the crib like it’s time for dinner (Yeah)
I beat the pussy up (Woah), in a wife beater (Uh-huh)
Put it on my left, fuck that, put it on my face (Ayy)
Bad bitch, oh my, she got ass for days (Ayy)
Fuck me good, don’t hold back, go all the way (Way)
Frankly that booty my Novacane
God damn you a freak (Woah)
Everything fleek (Woah)
That booty got flow (Woah), it’s bouncin’ to the beat (Woah)
You dancing like a hoe (Hoe), and talkin like a queen
So tell me what you want and we be out of here in three
Abracadabra, I got magic
Ooh, we gon’ say the word and we gon’ vanish (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she might bust the kitty out the panties (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, dirty dancin’, body language (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, we gotta thank God for- (Yeah)
Okay, wobble, wobble, wobble (Wobble)
Hands on your knees
Class in session
Make ’em pay the fee
Girl, the way you dance bring the worst out of me (Let’s go)
I don’t know if I should stay or if I should leave (Yeah)
A face you wanna meet (Yeah), with a ‘fuck you’ physique (Yeah)
Your dress mighty fitted, kiss your ass like a peach
So everybody wants you but the fashion police (Woah)
Bad as could be (Bad), you bad as could be (Let’s go)
Tongue ring, belly ring, I don’t see a wedding ring (Woah)
You make somebody’s night every way you’ve ever been (Woah)
Know you got some back pains with all that ass you carryin’
Hope you not a vegetarian
God damn you a freak (Woah)
Everything fleek (Woah)
That booty got flow (Woah), it’s bouncin’ to the beat (Woah)
You dancing like a hoe (Hoe), and talkin like a queen
So tell me what you want and we be out of here in three
Abracadabra, I got magic
Ooh, we gon’ say the word and we gon’ vanish (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, she might bust the kitty out the panties (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, dirty dancin’, body language (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, we gotta thank God for her birthday
Song credits:
Composition & Lyrics
Thelumusa Samuel Owen
Lyricist
RJ Banks
Composer
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Lyricist
Production & Engineering
Michael Mantshina
Mastering Engineer • Mixing Engineer
RJ Banks
Producer
Sources
TallRacks