Young Buck - Freak (Cla**ic) (feat. DJ Drama) lyrics

(feat. DJ Drama) [Young Buck:] It's the Remix Young Buck! G-Uniit South! Ha ha! Hey yo, it's like I got a spot out in L.A I got a spot in New York And I just got a spot in the -A- So shorty whats up? [Chorus: Young Buck] I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I want a freak... [Verse 1: Young Buck] Yeah show me what you got girl I ain't from around here, take me to your world Cristal and patrone And you know it's on (Yo!) A Gangsta Grill mixtape, just to keep it goin' (Uh-oh, Aye!) Mink floors so you got to take your shoes off (Whudd!!) It's more room in this Phanton than a U-Haul Shorty said she down with it but she got a man And she ain't really used to havin' one night stands So what its 'gon be, show me where you live Put your head down baby, let me see your grill Gone on with your bad a** make them hoes hate Well make up ya mind, real n***as don't wait (Nah!) Look, what its 'gon take for you to break us all off Never thought I'd see the day that I'd be askin' what it costs The ice on my teeth got her starin' in my mouth As soon as I find me a freak i'm out [Chorus: Young Buck] I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I want a freak... [Verse 2: Young Buck] Here you go babydoll, take two of these I'm a let the top down so that we can feel the breeze Feelin' like a million bucks In this Porsche truck Got a big white cup Full of purple stuff Cell phone blowin' up Yeah they wantin' Buck If you ain't lettin' a n***a f** I ain't showin' up In the strip club gone on that Grey Goose These hoes crushin' down pills in they orange juice Do your thang ma, I ain't got a problem with it And when your finished, roll the weed up and i'm a hit it Thats how we do it seven days a week When you see me in the streets You can speak [Chorus: Young Buck] I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I need a freak (Uh-oh) Where she at (Oh-oh) Uh-oh shorty (Shorty), here I go She really got to know how to get down for hers I'm talkin' about freakin' everybody I want a freak... [Young Buck:] So holla! For real though I'm out here baby Hey you know what it is I ain't trippin' My baby mama ain't trippin' For real though I mean, you got to love it baby! Young Buck! Let's go! NA, remember what I said I need a freak And I don't discriminate against n***as' baby mamas Come on shorty (Gangsta Grizzille!!] Do ya thang shorty Do ya thang shorty If ya see me in the hood Do ya thang shorty Do ya thang shorty If ya catch me in the club Do ya thang shorty Do ya thang shorty When ya see me in the mall Do ya thang shorty Do ya thang shorty Don't matter where I'm at (Yea!) Do ya thang shorty Do ya thang shorty