Freakin' It

Uh, uh I'm 'bout to freak this Ha, ha, ha, ha What? What? What? What? Uh, big will, uh I'm 'bout to freak this What you want me to freak this? Just peep it while I freak this Aight, aight I'm 'bout to freak this full out the King of the hill Big will keepin' it real knees in da grill The whole set all locked down, makin' you flock down Where I'm at they here my rap I be that cat to set trends Where y'all at on the corner with your friends Heard you screamin' about cream in your rap kid Yo my last check for wild wild west came on a flat bed Once and for all lets get this straight How you measure a rapper what make an M.C. great Is it the sales? 20 mill, is it the cars? Bentley's Is it the women? Jada, is it the money? Please Mr. Clean yet the fact remain Got girls that don't speak English screamin' my name All you rappers yellin' 'bout who you put in a hearse Do me a favor write one verse without a curse I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Don't sleep, I'm-a freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Lay back I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) Peep this while I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Lay on back I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) I don't wanna see y'all sittin' around Don't wanna see y'all sittin' around I don't wanna see y'all sittin' around Don't wanna see y'all sittin' around Aight one more gain Deja Vu Up the chart yo, y'all see the way I flew Can't nobody do this the way I do You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do) Haters sick of the hits like the witch Of the west nobody wicked as this I read in rap pages they refer to me as soft Yeah, more like Microsoft Will gates of the rap game Quintessential mega maniac what's my rap name Big will I'm the man Not conceded I'm as good as I say I am Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy Back with the track masters, the bang, jiggy, jiggy Yo, every time I shoot I score So many awards I can start Grammy chess board I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (Yeah, yeah) You know you like this when I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Watch me I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Uh I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this Tone and poke lace tha track I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to J.L. Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell Then come da moment of truth Hot off the press to the D.J. booth (Ay yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut) As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up Boom then ship a mill Quick to the store, what sold out? When y'all gettin' more Finally get it, bump the track Then come the multi-platinum plaque Now I'm gonna leave it up to you I bang the hits out just for you And then my dream come true (This year's American music award goes to) Huh, thank you I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Yo you know I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) Oh you like when I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Girl you know I'm 'bout to freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo peep it while I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Ain't no way I gotta freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo you like how I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo check this style when I freak this (Yeah, yeah) Look at me, I'm a freak this (Yeah, yeah) Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (Yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (Yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (Yeah, yeah) Big will just freak this (Yeah, yeah) Ha, ha