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Bulworth soundtrack lyrics Nutta Butta F Anonymous, Teddy Riley---Freak Out lyrics Intro/Chorus: Teddy Riley Freak Out - Maybe cos I'm a star Just because I'm pushin fancy cars Freak Out - Chalk up another notch Could it be the diamonds in my watch Freak Out - Guess what? I don't even know You think somebody tell her I got dough Freak Out - Whatever, only do what you feel is clear Long as we can freak out, I don't care Verse 1: Nutta Butta Park my Jeep, my Landcruiser blue Hit the spot laced up like I usually do The way I shine is a crime, cats might wanna assume Nuttin new, I been on the walk out here witta few Has to wonder, Nut gotta slide with her [BACKWARDS], check your riches, son, I concur Hit her long from gutter loans, get her sprung from wetter tongues Body bangin like a whole set of drums Damn, wit time flat, spit my game Drop a quarter by her nice thighs, "This your change?" Who these fake-trackin field cats runnin the C? You can take this both ways, you're comin wit me on the real, need to feel some of that, lay wood like a lumberjack >From the side, little hair from the back Of course, wit protection, never ever let em leak out Words I speak out, who's a freak out? Chorus Verse 2: Nutta Butta Aiyo Nut, come here, is my vision a blur? Y'know I ain't seen this [BACKWARDS], look at the hips on her Shorty's mad phat, see every inch of her stack, black Gotta act like groceries, bag that (Word, son, take one, no, take two) Too late, son, you know I seen her first, don't hate, son Forget it, I spit at her to get her wit it Like a friendly game of baseball, we all can hit it That sounds doper, stet it, now Teddy set it off and rope her End of the night we all get closer Whattup mutt? See y'all might know who I am Gotta sec, cos you need to meet the rest of the fam Nothin I'm sellin but this is quite true, chicks like you No tellin what [BACKWARDS] on a nut might do You lack, no if, and's and but's Cos when you're done, you'll know why they call me Nut Chorus Verse 3: Anonymous Uhh First of all, before you freak out the foreplay Don't rush the lady, POP the chardonnay Let her know the gentile manners you mental Meanwhile she's wonderin whether the in was out No doubt, tip your glass, let the white wine soar It might taste so-ur to a tongue that's poor She wanna know if I gotta girl, of course Does the Teddy Riley have a mansion and dogs? Keep it true, fool, so my time invested will be youthful [BACKWARDS] puttin em up for poo poo No need to lie when your lingo's so tragic She could be made the mandingo and gotta have it Two ?????, pink hearts, and blue diamonds as I stab it You must think I'm lucky charms, silly rabbit No tricks for the tale, that's the big cash to man My only mission in this is kick dis a plan, freak out Chorus (x2) Interlude: Time to freak, let's go get the boys Now we reached, oh what a joy Just come on down, to the hits, boy Hit the spot, we're havin a ball Chorus Interlude Chorus Freak Out!!!! Other Bulworth soundtrack lyrics: D-Fyne---Bitches Are Hustlers Too lyrics Public Enemy---Kill Em Live lyrics B-Real F Psycho Realm---Lunatics In The Grass lyrics Cappadonna---Run lyrics RZA (Prince Rakeem Chase lyrics Witch Doctor---Holiday lyrics Pras F Ol' Dirty Bastard, Mya---Ghetto Superstar (This Is What You Are) lyrics |