Lyrics:
is how the story goes
And now yo back seat looking like it's Freaknik
Back seat looking like it's Freaknik
Back seat looking like it's Freaknik
You
We went from repping zones to color of bandanas
Tryna stay clean, but the streets dirty like Diana (they is)
They laughed at how we talk then ran off
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Rolled up on shawty. Beep Beep
Fit look like she going to freaknik
Her hair done by her TT
Damn I wish that I could be me
She hopped in cuz I'm Easley
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
York , Ya boy is from Boston
Im like T Clarke by the way that I crossed em
I feel like T Clarke by the way that I dunk on his ass , I hadda dunk on his
All got habits, marijuana to static
By two cats and coats with automatics (rrrah)
St. Louis is the Truth like Sojourner (what)
Don't need a burner,
up to the mall I might ice out my wrist
I keep it player baby know I'm legit
She wanted some meat so we swerved to Ruth Chris
We back at the crib
know what I mean
Yeah yeah come spend a week with me
We might bring back Freaknik
You heard right
We bringin' Freaknik back in 2020
Like it's 1994 but no
in Atlanta like I'm Freaknik
Got the party jumpin' in Atlanta like I'm Donald Glover
I don't want no good girl, I'm thinking I need a freak bitch
I
couldn't beat a flight of steps
Try that shit with a grown man
I'll kill that fuckboy with my own hand
And hop back in the coupe (woo, woo)
Let's go back
when I'm interviewing
Me and Prof, we got bud by the bunch
It's an all-nighter, go pack a lunch nigga
Drop it down, fuck it up, spread 'em out, back
right now on a 100racks
I came by way of South Cack
So tell da DJ gon run it back
I feel like um up next I feel I got now
I feel like I run the town I
Athlete's Feet
Duck Down - breathe, pure uncut
I can bag it in dimes, (Freakniks) like (Beat Street)
A-T-L, beat-beat, what the deal?
You (Okay) like Ciara,
heartless
From jacksonville to charlotte
I got some (? ) goddesses
On our twenty, many
A late lonely night
We coming back from some hype shit
Like freaknik
with Phil
Too drunk to be behind the wheel
But packing my steel
Just in case they need the thrill
Went up to the hill
It's FreakNik every weekend
fallback
Reach out to the venues, never call back
But it only takes one, if ima be number one I gotta go grab this game by the ballsack
Turning from
stereos
I guess I’m grown now
19 on my own now
Go to college down south
Back for the summer
Show em the WestCoast is how
We do it
Ain’t a thang to it
But if
When you see me keep walking
Just keep moving by
Cause All you do is lie
Lie after lie, you never tell the truth You never even tried
While niggas
Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)
[Let me put this bible down for a minute…]
This that rippity rapper, click-clacka
Get back or nigga get clapped
shoulders happily
Complacency is bad to me
No backing and y'all scratching me
Gangland slang that Eso E
Enunciate for clarity
Martin Ct by the Pecan tree
of applause, call it booty percussions
We started with nothing, now I'm flirting with something
Don't need saving, then why is you running
Hitting girls by the 3
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