Artist: Jodeci f/ Raekwon the Chef, Ghostface Killer Album: Get On Up 7" CD single Song: Freek'n You (Mr. Dalvin's Freak Mix) Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash Verse One: Raekwon the Chef Yeah (yeah) word (uh) Yeah (uh, yeah, uh) You got stacks like the International House of Pancakes The man makes, motion in bed, watch it stand straight Your fat body, come and build with God-body Hardly any chickenheads fake jacks, or rob by me Youse a covergirl, livin well lady watch the chrome spin Gorilla grill, check out the million dollar lady GS spins, niggaz with all the wins Babygirl slide and let the Lex-berg nigga massage your skin What's your name? Lex, last name Diamonds Icy earrings shining, what's your occupation crazy rhyming Youse a queen killer, so I'ma fill you like Exxon Wu and Jodeci is like cuz-ahns You see me posted at the garden party Sweat drippin on my fly shit, rollin with some niggaz robbin What, thousand dollar links on Yo, Shorty got money in the stash, get yo drink on Verse Two: Everytime I close my eyes, I wake up feelin so horny Can't get you out of my mind, sexing you is all I need I would do anything, to make you understand me I don't give a damn about a thing, freek'n you is all I see What must I? (What must I say?) Help me... (What must I do?) (To show how much) I think about (I think about freek'n you) freek'n you babe (What must I say?) What must I do? (What must I do?) Help me... (To show how much) Yeahhhhhh (I think about freek'n you) (Tonight, I need your body) I need your body (Tonight, you've got my time) Girl whatever you want, I would do it (Tonight, you won't be sorry) You, oh-ohhhhh (Tonight, you've got my mind) Ohhh, ohhh, yeahh, yeahh, shit Verse Three: I could go on for days, I couldn't go for weeks I could even play with another body but it wouldn't last cuz I'm a freak Ahhhhhh, everything you say, just adore everything you do And now you want to close my eyes, all I want to freak is you Ohhh (What must I say?) What must I say? (What must I do?) Ohhh-hhhhh (To show how much) (I think about freek'n you) you-ohhhh (What must I say?) (What must I do?) (To show how much) (I think about freek'n you) (Tonight, I need your body) Need your body body babe (Tonight, you've got my time) Every little second on my watch (Tongiht, you won't be sorry) No, nononononono (Tonight, you've got my mind) Every freek'n night, and every freek'n day I want to freek you baby, in every freek'n way, yes Every freek'n day, and every freek'n night I want to freek you baby, your body, so freek'n tight Verse Four: Ghostface Killer Aiyyo Sit back, kick up your feet upon my glass table Grab the remote baby, check my niggaz on cable I got the hey love album, plus Jodeci Roll this up, the Easyrider near the ash tray Full moons, skunk weed up all up in the room You got the munchies, baby, ice cold milk and Lorna Dunes How you like it baby? I like it on the sink You freak me, butt-naked in a long mink Yo, I like my power-U warm, study Islam Play it off, if my wife call, you're my cousin Dawn Solomon had many wives I see many thighs Stab meat like knives, I tranked by your chinky eyes You're razor baby, this a stick up, throw your legs up You fake freak in the morning cuz at midnight, you gave up You had me harder than a roll of quarters You felt the snake-head, you can't cook, you can't fuck Chick your act is dead Hit the icebox wench, grab me a beer or can't explain it no clearer, you be the one, lately starin in the mirror Jodeci style, K-Ci JoJo, Dalvin, DeVante All day like Harry Belafonte, yo, yes y'all yes Check it, it be the Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Jodeci joint, pullin ladies like a hamstring Take the joint y'all, word up, ninety-six The year two thousand going on like cousins Take it out halfdozens, chickenheads I get to pluckin Uhh, how you like me now baby?