My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find She won’t tell nobody what goes on in these walls If they talked, they’d probably tell you all about love My queen got machine gun hips, better duck once they go off Takes aim, no intentions to miss, oh-my, so help us all And its close to a flight in the midst of neon lights And my neighbors, they greet me with bags under their eyes And they know why My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find She won’t tell nobody what goes on in these walls If they talked, they’d probably tell you all about love Oh, concubine, what are you made of? No resource on this earth is that soft I swear by God you are an angel Ironic how you help me raise hell I let go, surrender control As she takes me for a ride Hands in the air, we offer our souls It’s easy when she’s on my mind