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Sangtekst: Lost Boyz. Freaky Tah Outro (Rap).

Okay, me Freaky Tah, goin' up for me
Met two shorties, yeah, no doubt
Took out the weed, back to the house
Told my niggas to get the hell out

'Bout to get busy, yeah, no doubt
Bone one to death, then eat the other out
Get real freaky, put my tongue in her mouth
Put my tongue in her mouth, how I do

Me Freaky Tah nothin' to
Spig nice, cheeks an' pretty Lou
Microphone checka for the 1 an' 2
Walked away an' God rule

Freaky Tah walk through your avenue
What the fuck do you think I'm gonna do?
Smoke my weed an' I drink warm brew
You know I do what I do, no clue

On my own, my man
Niggaz run when I'm bad to the bone, my man
Cats better leave me alone, my man
Freaky Tah in his own rap zone, my man

One shot 'til come through your whole block, my man
Don't stop, my man
Yo, I'm still runnin' from the cop, my man
Why I do what I do, my man?

Freaky Tah for my LB crew, my man
One time for your brain
Niggas bring the thunder an' rain
It's no shame to my game

Freaky Tah is my motherfuckin' name
If you don't know, now you do
Word to mother, if you come through, try you
Pass by you, look you in your eye, true

Freaky Tah, this is how I do
One time, want it
I did it for you, I did it for you
Aiyo, what you do is what you do now
I did it for you, I did it for you