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Freak
John
What's it?

Freaks, freaks, all up in the club
They like colorful drinks, they like those dubs
Freaks, freaks, even at Taco Bell
Eating bean burritos and eating 'em well

Freak, freaks, all in the Northridge Mall
Christmas shoppin' in the middle of the fall
Freaks, freaks, trying to graduate school
On a 6 year plan but they still look cool

Check it, my name's Pigeon John, you know my steezo
Whether in a Regal or shopping in Spegal
Or should I say, Spike Spegal, I'm lethal
Illegal aliens, they all my people
(Get down)

Big up to Black Eyed Peas
And the elderly women up in the factories
Peace my Whittier ladies who drive me crazy
All the South Bay bunnies at the beach, you amaze me

Can't forget the Inglewood dimes
Who used to do the freak line out at lunch time
Hawthorne, Hawthorne, little city of dreams
To all the Mexican girls on the soccer team
(They know, they some)

Freaks, freaks, all up in the club
They like colorful drinks, they like those dubs
Freaks, freaks, even at Taco Bell
Eating bean burritos and eating 'em well

It's the boy that you laughed at
Didn't give me chance, now I drive a Cadillac
So what, it's 12 years old, baby, you're still cold
I just imagine, it's a brand new one dropped low

All up in the club
Philapina B girls always show love
Lemon to a lime and a lime to lemon
Underground hip hop equals no women

Except for a Slug show
So you know where, the where the Pigeon go
Siggidy sike, because I met the love of my life
From Venice, KillaCal so I had to make her my wife
(She rolls with)

Freaks, freaks, all up in the club
They like colorful drinks, they like those dubs
Freaks, freaks, even at Taco Bell
Eating bean burritos and eating 'em well

Freak, freaks, all in the Northridge Mall
Christmas shoppin' in the middle of the fall
Freaks, freaks, trying to graduate school
On a 6 year plan but they still look cool

Ladies, put your hands up
Put your hands up, put your hands up
Fellas, let 'em breathe, ya'll
Let 'em breathe, ya'll, it's what they need, ya'll

You work as a PA all dang day
You roll to the club with your girls just to play
Now you make a circle, purses in the middle
And trying to get there is like trying to solve a riddle
(You some)

Freaks, freaks, all up in the club
They like colorful drinks, they like those dubs
Freaks, freaks, even at Taco Bell
Eating bean burritos and eating 'em well

Freak, freaks, all in the Northridge Mall
Christmas shoppin' in the middle of the fall
Freaks, freaks, trying to graduate school
On a 6 year plan but they still look cool


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