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(You freak...)

Inside out is all I want to see,
If you intend to freak a Black for me;
Shake it hard, when you put all this in,
From the bottom to top, Let's stroke again;
I like the way you freak,
Freak this Black,
Yeah, girl, freak my Black.

Girl, nothing comes close,
To a big fat Black,
Coming hard and fresh,
Yeah, new out the clear sack;
Before you take this thing
And run a session with your mouth,
You better take fifteen
To just freak my Black out.

( You freak... Come'ere to do that.)

Inside out is all I want to see,
If you intend to freak a Black for me;
Shake it hard, when you put all this in,
From the bottom to top, Let's stroke again;
I like the way you freak,
Freak this Black,
Yeah, girl, freak my Black.

Girl, you want to parlay
With the one of Miami's finest?
You got to try to relate
This gush as your highness;
Many hopes, it comes in,
And exits with a clean finish;
Freaking my Black is a sin
No man can to try to deminish.

( You freak.. Come'ere to do this.)

Inside out is all I want to see,
If you intend to freak a Black for me;
Shake it hard, when you put all this in,
From the bottom to top, Let's stroke again;
I like the way you freak,
Freak this Black,
Yeah, girl, freak my Black.

( You freak.. Come'ere to do this Black. )

Freak my Black....