Warren G - 5 Foot City lyrics

(I need a freak) Freak... I need a freak (I need a freak) Scope the fro from the door, baby was the bomb Gotta maintain so I remain calm With everything I see from a twisted position Call it female intuition, I know Seductive and sensual, I'm into yo Calm male complexion, headin fo the midsection My legal got ya flexin but chill Excitement got ya freakin to the sk** I comes to the ill seduction when I be bustin (ya fall deep) Under the influence of my speech You taste my flavor, lyrical lifesaver Love what I gave ya, cannot really save ya So adjust to this mood I'm comin freaky freaky freaky for this interlude Got ya pumped up off the body I just came to party, oh you brothers are so naughty Chorus: If you wanna roll with me Here's what you can do for me 5 foot city goin on Freak it till your cherry's gone You can taste me day or night I know I can work you right 5 foot city can't you see I can't help the freak in me You can call me pappy Or you can call me daddy 64 hundred spokes, three wheels and I'm happy Feelin like scrappy or is it Scooby-Doo Spit one spit two, I got flowers true So pa** that ziff to this brother G Z Whee Z So I can let you down easy Some broads try to see what I see See bein wit a skirt but she can't see beatin me Cuz I'm a mack like that, and I pack like that So if you wanna get wit me and work the track like that Bringin in them revenues, sh** From him to her to they which one you choose Chorus The advances startin enhancin early on You was mouthin, there ain't no doubtin, singin my song I exit stage right, hopin I might not tweak Off of all these freaks that come out at night Freak 1 wanted to lick under the sun Freak 2 wanna 68 my whole crew Freak 3, haha, proposed to me Freak 4 was knockin on my hotel door Freak 5 was already inside he wanted to showcase live His talent, me and my homegirls like, right For you to strip teast for me I could easily use the entertainin If thats what makes you feel famous Now me I got ya open, ya strokin yaself to do it How about that party in ya pants but I'm not comin to it Now who's the next man to put his hands up Miss rhyme with the superstar, she catch ya when I stand up Chorus x3