(Uh Oh!)
(Back again y'all)
(It's the remix!)
(4 Freaks Bay Area style!)
(Come on!)

[Keak da Sneak]
Keak Sneak and a... Turf Talk and a...
Dos in the trunk and you gon' get the shit
If you think it's almost over it's not
If you don't know what I'm saying it don't matter just don't bite it aight
I pulled up, jumped in the scraper
Me no pay for nothin' I'm spending a bitch's paper
Thigh, leg, wing, my nigga an' no biscuit
Got the star strut, hey Turf, look at these chicks

[Mistah FAB]
Eenie meanie miney mo
Mamas, I need a ho
Black, white, brown, Asian, even a Belizean, bro
Freak like A. Howard, thick as a Mayflower
Every minute, every second, oh, did I say hour?
I don't wife 'em, I one-nights 'em
Keep it trilly trill, keel, I don't like them
Hit like a Mack truck
Go dumb and I act up
You too close boy, back up
Thizz kids, that's us
Sick wid it, mackers, pimps, skillets and masters
Movie stars, ballplayers, bosses and actors
No fakin' and frontin' 'cause ain't no flukin' and jivin'
Need a freak a leak
Gimme head when I'm driving
It's Mistah FAB
The dummy retarded
Dude from the gutter and sewer but still smooth as velour
Man it's FAB-E Leroy
Your boy, dat go
The remix of 3 Freaks from my homeboy Shadow
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