Freekn You

[Solomon Childs] First of all you the baddest thing in the club, tonight Do you work? Do you cook? Are you in school, a queen is what I'm in to Who respect kingpin rules My rag 'em up, from busting ginsu's Cut up pies, spit in the face of fake tough guys Who question, Cherokee, plus posess massage therapy With them country recipes, she push the CLS500 sesame System bumping Keisha Coles, prolly bury bowls Of life, like Vivica Fox on Set it Off Beef with them dudes on the block, she'll let the semi cough Tattoo's and electric belts, with Solomon Childs throwing the cross I'm stomaching acid, purple haze in the dooney and burnt bags Finally your court offended the homey down like I never had [Chorus: Solomon Childs] We'll meet again, I hope you tell me when I know how you must feel, cuz all love ain't for real Try to understand, that I'm not an average man