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Letras:T.I.. Urban Legend. Freak Through -.

But she's a freak though
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
But she's a freak though
I want my momma and daddy to meet her maybe have my name

But she's a freak though
They keep talking about you because they can't keep up with your pace
You're my super freak, super freak
You're my super freak

My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say that change come wit time and I'm finding
That most bitches take your kindness for blindness

Yeah, it feel good laying her beside you
Diggin' deep, ol' nine up beside you
But we can't kick out in public, gotta hide you
'Cause all my partnaz in the hood done tried you

It's true that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife
Well listen shorty maybe I don't want a house wife
They say that you a freak I'm thinking that they 'bout right
Because that pussy's so good and your mouth tight

A pretty face, slim waist, and her stout nice
Juicy ass that them niggaz in the south like
She super sexy, got a nigga thinking 'bout a wife
Wearing all white, being wit her for life

But she's a freak though
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
But she's a freak though
I want my momma and daddy to meet her maybe have my name

But she's a freak though
They keep talking about you because they can't keep up with your pace
You're my super freak, super freak
You're my super freak

The main thing making niggaz judge you
Is the same thing that make me wanna love you
From the smell of ya hair, I wanna hug you
To the way you yell, "Give it to me", when I fuck you

Plus you ain't tripping off a nigga 'cause he thuggin'
That's why I'm twice as happy as relationships that wasn't
But my partna say you trickin' wit his cousin
But never mind, I don't listen they be buggin'

They find it hard to understand how could T.I.P. love
This girl, when her man is out at strip clubs
Maybe 'cause T.I.P. girls leaving wit girls
And in the morning they'll be waking up with six girls

They don't know we more like homies when we pick girls
Why you worried 'bout it, he ain't gotta make you his girl
Fuck what he think about you, I think you the shit girl
Make me wanna bring another kid in the world

But she's a freak though
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
But she's a freak though
I want my momma and daddy to meet her maybe have my name

But she's a freak though
They keep talking about you because they can't keep up with your pace
You're my super freak, super freak
You're my super freak

I been told every nigga in the streets know
She ain't nothing but a freak ho
But when I look in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though
Now she done showed me some shit that I ain't seen before
But what we do behind closed doors is for me to know

All in all I've decided I'm a keep her though
I'm a fucking grown man, what I'm creeping for?
Just try me by the four, that's what I'm toting heaters for
I'd die by that for her a real good reason though

That's how I feel, let my partnaz and my momma know
Keep it real, all the disrespect has got to go
I disrespect, she is selfish, she don't hide it
Though she may have been a tad misguided

All she need is a little affection, a lot of direction
A nigga wit a constant erection
And I done wasted plenty time contemplating second guessing
Procrastinating, I wanna buy a ring and pop the question

But she's a freak though
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
But she's a freak though
I want my momma and daddy to meet her maybe have my name

But she's a freak though
They keep talking about you because they can't keep up with your pace
You're my super freak, super freak
You're my super freak