The Mack is back, sweepin' up smack packs
Still slangin' that game on a rock track
Been in this bank and it don't stop
No, here we go again settin' up shop, yep
Lookin' for a thang with the nice hips, mmm
Better have a set of them big lips
When it comes to *** I want a freak
No leash but the baby got back teeth

It's on partner, get it on tape, son
Here I come with another one
I wanna put you in the Mud, honey
Spittin' out of them guts like it ain't funny
Yep yep yep Peter Piper couldn't pimp
Call Mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy, wanna get nasty
Call freak momma fast G

Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak

Verse two, the mackin' ain't never through
Old nasty rapper wanna get wit' you
You can dance on the table and play that stripper role
And make love on the console
She ain't nothin' nice
Undercover vice done picked her up twice
She ain't no hoe though, take your No-Doz
She'll put you on the floor and then oh no

Wine, wine, wine, ***y dancer
No need to romance ya
I just wanna tap that bird
So heed the word you just heard
We fuss and cuss and kick up much dust
But you know rap stars, you can trust us
Ain't no sense in throwin' no drag or drama
Come on baby, gimme that freak momma

Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak

Mister Richard wants to get ya
Take a few nasty pictures
And then ya flip ya, kiss ya 'cos he doesn't need ya
Baby, I just wanna get wit' ya
Lovin' these type of lyrics
And baby, I was raised on crack
So I gotta let ya hear it
I can't help myself, I love ***y and controversy

Invasion of the rump snatcher
Got much *** so you know I'll catch ya
So don't try to break 'cos I come off straight
And other rappers try to come off 'kay
And their minds is stuck on me and I'm stuck on you
I ain't thinkin' about a man when I come through
We can peel out on these Yokahama's
Just me and my freak momma, yup

Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak
Freak momma
Freak

I'm gonna freak you, c'mon
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