Boyz 2 Men JPEGMAFIA & Freaky (Ft. Butch Dawson)

[Intro: Burth Dawson & Boyz II Men]
Darlin', I, I can't explain
Where did we lose our way
Girl it's drivin' me insane
And I know I just need one more chance
To prove my love to you
And if you come back to me
I'll guarantee that I'll never let you go
Can we go back to the days our love was strong?
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong?
Can somebody tell me how to get things back the way they use to be?
Oh God give me a reason
I'm down on bended knee
Uh, nah
Uh, can't hear myself, uh, but it's cool
Uh, Butchy, woah, check
I don't need to know, I'ma just go at it
I'ma just go at a motherfucker
I'll go at a motherfucker, motherfuckers I'll go at
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Butchy

[Verse 1: Butch Dawson]
Okay, what up? Okay, what up?
On my shit, put my foot up
Work that wrist, watch me cook up
Where's your bitch? Damn, I took her
Okay, what up? Okay, what up?
Don't just run up, gotta put the gun up
Okay, what up? Grind 'til the sun up
All-black Hummer, smokin' on stunna
Too stone cold get froze by frigidaire
K visionaries got fled from the gutter
All black timbs and potato, bread butter
Stompin' your click, I do shit that you couldn't
Okay, what up? It's no other
Still with the gang, but I'm solo, brother
Funny how black is considered as colored
Okay, what up? Okay, what up?
Butchy, baby, don't lose yourself
You would do you if you knew yourself
Butcher doing niggas like the man
Still catchin' heat like a tan
Okay, what up? What's the plan?
We mobbin', we robbin', we raging, damn
I aim at you scholars, my shit won't jam
Then hand with my partners, yeah, that's the fam