Intro:
(Well I`ma freakit like that and I`ma freak it like this)
*repeat x3*
Verse 1: Dray
Well I`ma freakit like this so then my nigga Books is next
The crew is from the sewer when the crew is Das EFX
I wrecks cos when I flex I gots ta rip it
Excuse me if some brew it makes me woozy when I sip it
I`m wicked so let me kick it I got my crew in
I rips just for kicks I got more dicks than *?Perduin?*
I pick em, pluck em, stuck em wit my cock an`
no my name ain`t Santa but here`s somethin for ya stockin
I`m rockin, I got`cha Glock and I`m from the under
Down to take my sound because it`s bound to make ya wonder
Chorus:
Well I`ma freakit like that, and I`ma freakit like this
Well I`ma freakit like that, and I`ma freakit like this
Well I`ma freakit like that, and I`ma freakit like this
Well I`ma freakit like that, and watch me freakit like this
Verse 2: Books
Well I`m freakit like dat wit more maneovers than the Heimlich
when I rhyme wit the Krayz vertebraes in your spine-git
Chills, rippin up the skills, I`m like wholesome
and if the mic was paid so then my dollar run the Boston
So just work it up and I`ll be glad to blast they ass
out the socket when I rock it like NASA
and plus I`m gettin hysterical wit my lyrical concoctions
I take it to the top then hook up pops and
I`m dope when I`m slingin more hits than the Oakland A`s
I freakit like dat and then I`m swayz
Chorus:
Well I`ma freakit like this, and I`ma freakit like that
*repeat x3*
Verse 3: Dray
Well I`ma freakit like this because I be doper than the dopest
I focus on the mic and if you like it you can quote this
I wrote this, I smoke this mic until it`s heated
The kid he tried ta battle me but then he got defeated
I`m wheated, don`t need that, no keep that, no sell-out
cos if I ever do you know my crew`ll get the hell out
I`m quipped with the lingo, my thing go for days
I flip it when I rip it cos I like what it pays
I`m dip dodge dope, y`know I`m gonna get`cha
cos now I rocks the mic just like a battle was a pitcher
Chorus:
Well I`m freakit like that, and I`ma freakit like this
*repeat x3*
Verse 4: Books
Well I`ma freakit like that cos black I bust caps with roughrats
and plus I does the *?sub dat?*, flip scripts and dust chaps
off with the quickness, I`m wicked with the propaganda
and hot damn, I got more props than that Fox Samantha
The hickory-dick slickest nigga wit the
raps that sound nifty, wait around to pound sixty
I`m freakin the rap slurries witta black skullie hat on
I`m sweepin on chucks like niggas knew me from the platform
I`m dope when I`m swingin more hits than the Oakland A`s
I freakit like dat and then I`m swayz
Chorus:
Well I`ma freakit like this, and I`ma freakit like that
*repeat x7*
*shoutouts*
