Freakin' It

Nghệ sĩ: Will Smith

Thể loại: Nhạc Âu Mỹ

Năm phát hành: 2013

LỜI BÀI HÁT: Freakin' It


Freakin' It



 


Uh, uh

I'm bout to freak this

Ha, ha, ha, ha

What? What? What? What?

Uh, Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this

What you want me to freak this>

Just peep it while I freak this,

Aight, aight


I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill

Big Will keepin' it real knees in da grill

The whole set all locked down, making you flock down,

Where I'm at they here my rap,

I be that cat to set trends

Where y'all at

On the corner with your friends

Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid

Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed

Once and for all lets get this straight

How you measure a rapper what make an MC great

Is it the sales? 20 mill

Is it the cars? Bentley's

Is it the women? Jada

Is it the money? Please

Mr. Clean yet the fact remain

Got girls that don't speak English screamin' my name

All you rappers yellin' bout who you put in a hearse

Do me a favor write one verse without a curse


I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'mma freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)


I don't wanna see y'all sittin around

Don't wanna see y'all sittin around

I don't wanna see y'all sittin around

Don't wanna see y'all sittin around


Aight one more ‘gain deja vu

Up the chart yo y'all see the way I flew

Can't nobody do this the way I do

You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)

Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wicked as this

I read in Rap Pages they refer to me as soft

Yeah, more like Microsoft

Will Gates of the rap game

Quintessential mega maniac what's my rap name

Big Will I'm the man

Not conceded I'm as good as I say I am

Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy

Back with the Trackmasters

The bang, jiggy, jiggy

Yo, every time I shoot I score

So many awards I can start Grammy chess board


I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)

You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)


Uh I'm bout to freak this

I'm bout to freak this

I'm bout to freak this

Tone and Poke lace tha track

I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut

Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL

Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell

Then come da moment of truth

Hot off the press to the DJ booth

(Ay yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut)

As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up!

BOOM then ship a mill

Quick to the store

What sold out?

When y'all gettin more

Finally get it, bump the track

Then come the multi-platinum plaque

Now I'm gonna leave it up to you

I bang the hits out just for you

And then my dream come true

(This year's American Music Award goes to)

Huh, thank you


I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Ain't no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)

What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah)

Ha, ha