Bulworth movie - Freak Out lyrics

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Song by Nutta Butta f/ Anonymous, Teddy Riley<br /><br>

[Intro/Chorus: Teddy Riley]<br>

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Freak Out - Maybe cos I'm a star<br>

Just because I'm pushin fancy cars<br>

Freak Out - Chalk up another notch<br>

Could it be the diamonds in my watch<br>

Freak Out - Guess what? I don't even know<br>

You think somebody tell her I got dough<br>

Freak Out - Whatever, only do what you feel is clear<br>

Long as we can freak out, I don't care<br>

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[Verse 1: Nutta Butta]<br>

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Park my Jeep, my Landcruiser blue<br>

Hit the spot laced up like I usually do<br>

The way I shine is a crime, cats might wanna assume<br>

Nuttin new, I been on the walk out here witta few<br>

Has to wonder, Nut gotta slide with her<br>

[BACKWARDS], check your riches, son, I concur<br>

Hit her long from gutter loans, get her sprung from wetter tongues<br>

Body bangin like a whole set of drums<br>

Damn, wit time flat, spit my game<br>

Drop a quarter by her nice thighs, "This your change?"<br>

Who these fake-trackin field cats runnin the C?<br>

You can take this both ways, you're comin wit me<br>

on the real, need to feel some of that, lay wood like a lumberjack<br>

From the side, little hair from the back<br>

Of course, wit protection, never ever let em leak out<br>

Words I speak out, who's a freak out?<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse 2: Nutta Butta]<br>

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Aiyo Nut, come here, is my vision a blur?<br>

Y'know I ain't seen this [BACKWARDS], look at the hips on her<br>

Shorty's mad phat, see every inch of her stack, black<br>

Gotta act like groceries, bag that<br>

(Word, son, take one, no, take two)<br>

Too late, son, you know I seen her first, don't hate, son<br>

Forget it, I spit at her to get her wit it<br>

Like a friendly game of baseball, we all can hit it<br>

That sounds doper, stet it, now Teddy set it off and rope her<br>

End of the night we all get closer<br>

Whattup mutt? See y'all might know who I am<br>

Gotta sec, cos you need to meet the rest of the fam<br>

Nothin I'm sellin but this is quite true, chicks like you<br>

No tellin what [BACKWARDS] on a nut might do<br>

You lack, no if, and's and but's<br>

Cos when you're done, you'll know why they call me Nut<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse 3: Anonymous]<br>

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Uhh<br>

First of all, before you freak out the foreplay<br>

Don't rush the lady, POP the chardonnay<br>

Let her know the gentile manners you mental<br>

Meanwhile she's wonderin whether the in was out<br>

No doubt, tip your glass, let the white wine soar<br>

It might taste so-ur to a tongue that's poor<br>

She wanna know if I gotta girl, of course<br>

Does the Teddy Riley have a mansion and dogs?<br>

Keep it true, fool, so my time invested will be youthful<br>

[BACKWARDS] puttin em up for poo poo<br>

No need to lie when your lingo's so tragic<br>

She could be made the mandingo and gotta have it<br>

Two ??, pink hearts, and blue diamonds as I stab it<br>

You must think I'm lucky charms, silly rabbit<br>

No tricks for the tale, that's the big cash to man<br>

My only mission in this is kick dis a plan, freak out<br>

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[Chorus (x2)]<br>

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[Interlude:]<br>

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Time to freak, let's go get the boys<br>

Now we reached, oh what a joy<br>

Just come on down, to the hits, boy<br>

Hit the spot, we're havin a ball<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Interlude]<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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Freak Out!!!!<br>

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