| After a decade of ruling underground rap
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| Dominating the underwater cities in the Midwest with an iron lung
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| He has come to where we live with unprecedented aggression
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| I take a deep breath when I hit the surface
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| Eh what the fuck man it’s lookin' like a circus
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| So many long legged women I’m runnin' in inbetween them
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| Gigantic women, wonder where I fit in
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| Wanna have some chitlen
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| Want to watch 'em play in the backyard when me 'n you are just chillin'
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| But I’m just kiddin', that’s in the future
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| And if you got some big game Prof is the shooter
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| And if you are a website, I am computer
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| And if you are the shit then Mr Prof is the pooper
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| Girl I’m a freak I’m a do it how you’ve never done it
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| Sit back while daddy puts some pepper on it
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum
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| If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum
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| Right now girl you lookin' like crack
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| Like you’d totally be illegal in the sack
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| I’ve seen Prof turn a nerd into a playmate
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| Like it’s the crack of dawn that just made the daybreak
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| Marathon man, hands down I’m an elephant
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| Olly olly oxen free, gotta be intelligent
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| Suck a dick snuffaluffagus
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| Nothing but freaks in the room
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| You can find me where the trouble is
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| Needless to say always comes with something said
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| Like, «Needless to say I would enjoy getting head.»
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| Yo, I’m sick of proving I’m the best
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| Just listen to the chorus as the dancers do the rest
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| If you want to, if you want to, ba da bum bum bum bum
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| If you really want to, ba da bum bum, ba da bum bum bum bum
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| Yo, all you rappers suck, Dyson
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| If your game’s loose, holla at me, I’m a titan
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| And I’m also a freak
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| Seven days out the week
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| Prof a freak 'o nature over a beat
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| Your body don’t make sense
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| I’m a camalabadon
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| Like a kamikaze pilot fighting with a helmet on
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| Girl you so bulbous, the nerve, struttin' the legs around
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| And I love it when you act pompous
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| Her place for dinner, got out my Corvette
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| And I press the door bell with my ring finger
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| She up in lingerie tryin' to act subtle
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| Girl without question you are askin' for trouble
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| Go on freak it out, toot that ass up
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| Go on freak it out, girl getcha money right
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| AAaaaoooooohh, Fuck Yeah! |