Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freeky Zekey Skit , by - Jim Jones. Release date: 06.11.2006
Song language: English
Freeky Zekey Skit |
| Telling me I need you in my life |
| Every time I try to go, something keeps telling me that (me that) |
| Everything gon be all right |
| Every time I try to leave something keeps pulling me back (me back) |
| Telling me I need you in my life |
| It was meant to be, you were meant for me |
| So that means we gotta make it work |
| (Verse 1: Chingy) |
| It was all good at first, spendin' money, goin' shoppin' |
| Eatin' at the finest restaurants, and if I’m club hoppin' |
| She was right thur wit me bottle poppin' livin' that life (livin' that life) |
| She just didn’t understand my lifestyle and that ain’t life (and that ain’t |
| life) |
| All of the jewelry in the world, gotcha diamonds, gotcha pearls |
| But I can’t help it if Chinga-ling be attractin' all the girls |
| Guess what, baby I’ma superstar, and that come wit it |
| Gotta good nigga on ya side, you betta run wit it |
| Even tho I’m on the road doin' shows |
| I made time for me and her relationship to grow (grow) |
| They tell me don’t trust the woman in this industry |
| But, she not any woman, more like a sacred friend to me |
| Cuz when I’m outta town always think of huurr |
| Might conversate wit some chicks but, no one come above huurr, oh |
| I thought I was ya man, guess you ain’t understand |
| And now I’m sittin' here lookin' crazy like «damn» |
| (Verse 2: Chingy) |
| Walked in the house wit hard work, my head hurt |
| Instead of arguin' can I have dinner wit some dessert? |
| Uhh-uhh |
| She talkin' bout this phone number she found |
| Ain’t gimme time to put my bags down, she straight up clownin' (straight up |
| clownin') |
| Before we end up fightin' lemme me leave |
| I’m exhausted, and this herree, I don’t need (I don’t need) |
| Now I’m wit the fellaz, ridin' and drinkin' (ridin' and drinkin') |
| She blowin' my two-way up, but I need some time for thinkin' (time for |
| thinkin') yeah |
| I wanna go back, but sumthin' sayin' naw (naw) |
| Lemme give her some space, and the next day I might call (call) |
| What should I do, look, lemme ask ya’ll |
| Should I stand tall, or let this relationship fall? |
| (fall) |
| I never havin' my feelings crushed, but it happens sometimes |
| Either love it or give it up |
| I thought I was ya man, guess you ain’t understand |
| And now I’m sittin' here lookin' crazy like «damn» |
| (Verse 3: Chingy) |
| (Chingy, holla at em again) |
| To all the fellaz, know you feel me, you ever had a woman |
| Good times let the bad times, and you ain’t see it comin' |
| Tried the best to make her happy (happy), but it wasn’t enough (it wasn’t |
| enough) |
| Cuz mama told me in relationships the road get rough (road get rough) |
| And I ain’t the one to have my head down, weeping, stressed out |
| As bad as it hurts I gotta move to the next route (route), yes |
| I thought I was a man, guess she ain’t understand |
| And now she sittin' thurr, lookin' crazy like «damn» |