Freaq Intro
Everybody let me see you stand up
Everybody let me see you stand up
Motha motha motherfucka put ya hands up
King T yes I'm really next up
Top notch pro
All black clothes
Brown skin poppin
I'm about to take off like a rocket...
(Off like a rocket)
GET YA ASS ON THE FLOOR
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
Tell me that you ready for a freak
Are you really ready for a nigga like me
Uh
Tell me that you ready for a show
If they rolling with me then they all on go
Yeah
Tell me that you ready for a freak
Are you really ready for a nigga like me
Uh
Tell me that you ready for a show
If they rolling with me then they all on go
Yeah
Tell em he ain't nothing like me!
This too hot
Seven hundred degrees
Get on ya knees
Throw that weave
All my niggas know that talk is cheap
Roll that weed
You know what I need
Tell them broke boys stay away from me
I bring the heat like we in death valley
The baddest bitches always end up in Cali
Y'all ain't ready
This mixtape too hot and heavy
Turn him to spaghetti
Diamond grill
So you can call me Nelly
Breaking hearts
Tom you so Petty
I - I - I got that hustle and flow
I came to let niggas know
Bet not take me for a joke
I'm making niggas go ghost
From the east to the west coast
Up north
Down south
Midwest hoe
Chicago
I came through
Watch your back
These streets will change you
Uh
T- T- T- Tiger
(I'm a mf tiger)
This what y'all been waiting for?
Everybody let me see you stand up
Motha motha motherfucka put ya hands up
King T yes I'm really next up
Top notch pro
All black clothes
Brown skin poppin
I'm about to take off like a rocket...
(Off like a rocket)
GET YA ASS ON THE FLOOR
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
Tell me that you ready for a freak
Are you really ready for a nigga like me
Uh
Tell me that you ready for a show
If they rolling with me then they all on go
Yeah
Tell me that you ready for a freak
Are you really ready for a nigga like me
Uh
Tell me that you ready for a show
If they rolling with me then they all on go
Yeah
Tell em he ain't nothing like me!
This too hot
Seven hundred degrees
Get on ya knees
Throw that weave
All my niggas know that talk is cheap
Roll that weed
You know what I need
Tell them broke boys stay away from me
I bring the heat like we in death valley
The baddest bitches always end up in Cali
Y'all ain't ready
This mixtape too hot and heavy
Turn him to spaghetti
Diamond grill
So you can call me Nelly
Breaking hearts
Tom you so Petty
I - I - I got that hustle and flow
I came to let niggas know
Bet not take me for a joke
I'm making niggas go ghost
From the east to the west coast
Up north
Down south
Midwest hoe
Chicago
I came through
Watch your back
These streets will change you
Uh
T- T- T- Tiger
(I'm a mf tiger)
This what y'all been waiting for?
Credits
Writer(s): Tamon Farley
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