[T.I.] Hey! Hey! Hey!

 [bad word] - Pharrell Williams w/ T.I. ad-libs]
(But she's a freak though)
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak though)
I want my momma and daddy to meet her
Maybe have my baby
(But she's a freak though)
They keep talking about you
Because they - can't keep up with your pace
You're my - super freak! super freak!
You're my - super freak!

[Verse - T.I.]
My momma taught me, everything fine ain't the finest
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say that [bad word] wit time and I'm finding
That most [bad word] take your kindness for blindness
Yeah it feel good laying her beside you
Diggin deep, all nine up inside you
But we can't kick out in public, gotta hide you
Cause all my partnaz in the hood done tried you
It's [bad word] that you can't turn a hoe into a house wife
Well listen shorty maybe I don't want a house wife
They say that you a freak I'm thinking that they bout right
Because that [bad word] #39;s so good and your mouth tight
pretty face, slim waist, and her stout nice
Juicy [bad word] that them niggaz in the south like
She super y, got a [bad word] thinking bout a wife
Wearing all white, being wit her for life

 [bad word] 

[Verse - T.I.]
The main thing making niggaz judge you
Is the same thing that make me wanna love you
From the smell of ya hair, I wanna hug you
To the way you yell "give it to me" when I [bad word] you
Plus you ain't tripping off a [bad word] cause he thuggin
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That's why I'm twice as happy as relationships I was in
But my partna say you trickin wit his cousin
But nevermind, I don't listen they be buggin
They find it hard to understand how could T.I.P. love
This girl, when her man is out at strip clubs
Maybe cause T.I.P. girls leaving wit girls
And in the morning they'll be waking up with six girls
They don't know we more like homies when we pick girls
Why you worried bout it, he ain't gotta make you his girl
 [bad word] what he think about you, I think you the [bad word] girl
Make me wanna bring another kid in the world

 [bad word] 

[Verse - T.I.]
Now I been told every [bad word] in the streets know
She ain't nothing but a freak ho
But when I look in her pretty eyes, I don't see it though
Now she done showed me some [bad word] that I ain't seen before
But what we do behind closed doors is for me to know
All in all I've decided I'm a keep her though
I'm a [bad word] grown man, what I'm creeping for?
Just try me by the four, that's what I'm toting heaters for
I'd die by that for her a real good reason though
That's how I feel, let my partnaz and my momma know
Keep it real, all the disrespect has got to go
I just respect that she herself and she don't hide it
Though she may have been a tad misguided
All she need is a little affection, a lot of direction
[bad word] wit a constant erection
And I done wasted plenty time contemplating second guessing
Procrastinating, I wanna buy a ring and pop the question

 [bad word]