Luyện nghe bài hát I Think You're Freaky

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

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

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

When I get home, I on my Zef throne.
Make my happy cause I get so paid,
Making my money rapping techno-rave,
I can it round the world, let's go babe,
When I up and do my thing,
I put you in a trance,
My Zef clique got it going on
what you think, I do what I want
I can make a million little motherfuckers

Jump mother
mother fucker jump
Jump fucker
mother fucker jump
Jump mother
Jump fucker jump
mother fucker
Jump fucker jump
Increase the peace, wreck the party
And da jol up for everybody
Ek's a laarney, a gam
jy lam innie mang, met jou slang in a man

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

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

God se Jesus, we to party
your speakers, yo rock your body
In god we trust, You can't with us
We not taking kak, I'd like to say up

To my boys, and my fancy boys,
And my playboys, and my bad boys,
And my pretty boys, and my boys,
And my boys,
We gonna have a nice kids

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