Luyện nghe bài hát I Think You're Freaky

Sexy boys, boys
Playboys, bad
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I think you're and I like you a lot
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I think you're and I like you a lot
Motherfuckers get off the spice that I bring,
Guess got the party jumping?
Glow in the rave, aura pumping,
It's and different. Yo fuck the system!
My system bumps off it's face,
Step into my world, jy tuis in paradys,
Yo! What up to my Muis,
up your speakers, You good se Jesus.
Kyk wies rapping, to the drum,
These bad like to smack me in the bum
My crew's up like Chappies bubblegum,
in your face nnyhaah,
Yo fuck the rat race my is rap-rave,
My is kok fresh so who the fuck cares,
fucking think,
I'm the of chick who rolls with spif giftige misfits.

I think you're and I like you a lot
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I you're freaky and I like you a lot
I think you're and I like you a lot
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I think freaky and I like you a lot
I think you're freaky and I you a lot

Hold up whoa whoa ---whoa wait a mina-mina-minute Jesus Christ
mom and DJ Hi-Tek
Shit this beat is nice.
in the day them twankies
Didn't believe in us.
Little did they know they was in for a motherfucking big surprise.
home, locked in my Zef zone.
(Ready for the yo?)
the fuck, I guess so,
Hit the overseas, heads get blown.
Get everything for free like Dr. Dre headphones

I get home, I lounge on my Zef throne.
Make my happy cause I get so paid,
my money rapping over techno-rave,
I can take it the world, let's go babe,
I step up and do my thing,
I put you in a trance,
My Zef motherfucking clique got it on
Fuck what you think, I do what I
I can make a little motherfuckers jump

mother fucker
Jump mother jump
Jump mother
Jump fucker jump
Jump mother
Jump mother jump
mother fucker
Jump mother jump
the peace, don't wreck the party
And fuck da jol up for
a laarney, jy's a gam
Want jy lam innie mang, met jou in a man

I fink u and I like you a lot (x8)

Now why you loer en kyk
Is ek van goud gemake?
You to fight, you come tonight.
Ek moer jou sleg! So jy weg.

God se Jesus, we come to
Pump your speakers, yo your body
In god we trust, You can't with us
We not kak, I'd like to say what's up

To my boys, and my fancy boys,
And my playboys, and my bad boys,
And my boys, and my ugly boys,
And my boys,
We gonna a nice time kids

I fink u freeky and I you a lot (x8)