Lyrics Never Give A Freak - K Rino

Never Give A Freak

Never give a freak your money
Never give a freak your last
Never ever let yourself get beat down
For a nasty piece of dried up ass, yo
Uh, this freak tried to crack my plate
Let her keep my car in August, didn’t see it till May
Pulled up in the yard, I was having a fit
Cause she had a dope fiend cold drivin' my shit
Yo, I would have fought but then I said, «No
I’d rather live for a woman than die for a ho»
Yo, I used to kick her down with half my checks
But now she’s so broke she wearin' used Kotex
I stepped up cool and ran them both off the street
Saw two or three used rubbers in my back seat
Went back inside the crib, phone rung one time
Some trick had a baby and it’s mine, now lets see who’s lyin'
This motherfucker better have my look
Or either that he better be born with a Black Book
But when I saw him I said, «Please!»
She must have fucked Bruce Lee cause it was half Chinese, yo
Now she’s tryna get herself a fat paycheck
You looking for a settlement ho, have a wedding, shit
She had the nerve to try to take me to court
But I won so now the trick pay me daddy support, so
Think it’s a joke, oh yeah you gon' laugh scrub
Until she drain your pocket out like a bathtub
My ex gal was so bad, that just to get cash
She’d make me break a damn nickel in half
Nap ya straight and knock fake, I’ll give and take
Bank of love won’t hesitate to donate, yo
She couldn’t tell you the meaning of true love
Cause her and her mamma used to dance at the Q Club
The game you’re playin' is an old sport
Tryin' to play K you’ll get ran like whole court
You can check every freak I molest
And find dried-up ice cream and milk on they chest, yo
Asked for money, it alarmed me
Bought free clothes and take yo' ass to the salvation army
I attacked her in a frenzy
Hit that ass in '88, didn’t nut till last Wednesday
Heifers catch bad mood cramps
Whatever you do, don’t lay a finger on her food stamps
Because you might get your face stroked
Ain’t no fun bein' in love when you’re broke
Break it down for me
To me freaks are like chicken, on breast and thighs I’ll feast
Four girls with two titties each, shit that’s a eight piece
K-Rino is not a pimp or a mack
But put some speakers on my jock it could pass for a 'Lac
Yo, I knew this trick who liked to have fun
Scum bum that had a baby every year since '81
Skin was soft I used to love to feel her face
Titties so big one could fill up a pillow case
She was a rookie but now she’s a pro
She could show you some shit that Bo don’t even know
Yo, she got some kids but yo don’t blame 'em
Blame it on the eight or nine daddies who don’t claim 'em
Try to play a brother for his tens and twenties
So he cold DDT’d her ass in front of Denny’s
Now she got a new man I know he ain’t sour
But how the fuck y’all living off two dollars a hour?
Yo, pitch black is how you spending your nights
Wear new clothes but sitting in the crib with no lights
Tryna play me like a fiddle
My dick is like a Blow Pop ho but ain’t no gum in the middle, yo