*featuring Pharrell Williams
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[T.I.] Hey! Hey! Hey!
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[Chorus - Pharrell Williams w/ T.I. ad-libs]
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(But she's a freak though)
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She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
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(But she's a freak though)
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I want my momma and daddy to meet her
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Maybe have my baby
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(But she's a freak though)
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They keep talking about you
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Because they - can't keep up with your pace
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You're my - super freak! super freak!
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You're my - super freak!
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[Verse - T.I.]
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My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
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And everything that shine ain't a diamond
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They say that change come wit time and I'm finding
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That most bitches take your kindness for blindness
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Yeah it feel good laying her beside you
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Diggin deep, ol' nine up beside you
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But we can't kick out in public, gotta hide you
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Cause all my partnaz in the hood done tried you
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It's true that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife
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Well listen shorty maybe I don't want a house wife
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They say that you a freak I'm thinking that they bout right
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Because that pussy's so good and your mouth tight
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A pretty face, slim waist, and her stout nice
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Juicy ass that them niggaz in the south like
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She super sexy, got a nigga thinking bout a wife
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Wearing all white, being wit her for life
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[Chorus]
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[Verse - T.I.]
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The main thing making niggaz judge you
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Is the same thing that make me wanna love you
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From the smell of ya hair, I wanna hug you
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To the way you yell "give it to me" when I fuck you
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Plus you ain't tripping off a nigga cause he thuggin
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That's why I'm twice as happy as relationships that wasn't
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But my partna say you trickin wit his cousin
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But nevermind, I don't listen they be buggin
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They find it hard to understand how could T.I.P. love
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This girl, when her man is out at strip clubs
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Maybe cause T.I.P. girls leaving wit girls
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And in the morning they'll be waking up with six girls
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They don't know we more like homies when we pick girls
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Why you worried bout it, he ain't gotta make you his girl
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Fuck what he think about you, I think you the shit girl
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Make me wanna bring another kid in the world
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[Chorus]
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[Verse - T.I.]
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Now I been told every nigga in the streets know
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She ain't nothing but a freak ho
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But when I look in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though
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Now she done showed me some shit that I ain't seen before
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But what we do behind closed doors is for me to know
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All in all I've decided I'm a keep her though
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I'm a fucking grown man, what I'm creeping for?
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Just try me by the four, that's what I'm toting heaters for
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I'd die by that for her a real good reason though
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That's how I feel, let my partnaz and my momma know
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Keep it real, all the disrespect has got to go
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I disrespect, she is selfish, she don't hide it
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Though she may have been a tad misguided
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All she need is a little affection, a lot of direction
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A nigga wit a constant erection
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And I done wasted plenty time contemplating second guessing
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Procrastinating, I wanna buy a ring and pop the question
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[Chorus]
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Freak Through
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T.I. |