3 Freaks (Droop-E Remix)

(Uh Oh!)

(Back again y'all)

(It's the remix!)

(4 Freaks Bay Area style!)

(Come on!)

[Keak da Sneak]

Keak Sneak and a... Turf Talk and a...

Dos in the trunk and you gon' get the shit

If you think it's almost over it's not

If you don't know what I'm saying it don't matter just don't bite it aight

I pulled up, jumped in the scraper

Me no pay for nothin' I'm spending a bitch's paper

Thigh, leg, wing, my nigga an' no biscuit

Got the star strut, hey Turf, look at these chicks

[Mistah FAB]

Eenie meanie miney mo

Mamas, I need a ho

Black, white, brown, Asian, even a Belizean, bro

Freak like A. Howard, thick as a Mayflower

Every minute, every second, oh, did I say hour?

I don't wife 'em, I one-nights 'em

Keep it trilly trill, keel, I don't like them

Hit like a Mack truck

Go dumb and I act up

You too close boy, back up

Thizz kids, that's us

Sick wid it, mackers, pimps, skillets and masters

Movie stars, ballplayers, bosses and actors

No fakin' and frontin' 'cause ain't no flukin' and jivin'

Need a freak a leak

Gimme head when I'm driving

It's Mistah FAB

The dummy retarded

Dude from the gutter and sewer but still smooth as velour

Man it's FAB-E Leroy

Your boy, dat go

The remix of 3 Freaks from my homeboy Shadow

[Hook 2X]

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Droop-E and FAB

We need 3

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Man, we need freaks

Start drummin', we comin', we goin' dumb and yellin' "Yee!"

(Droopy: You know what? That makes me mad)

(Uh oh)

[Turf Talk]

Rock wit' it or not

If I can't get in the club... the club in the parking lot

I come mobbish

Keep a tree rag so my teeth won't tarnish

So they want hyphy

But if I jumped on top of your car you wanna fight me (Come here li'l boy! Get outta here)

Girl drive, don't look at the meter (Go, man, go!)

Talk hella loud in the movie theater (Shut the hell up!)

So what they from the hood

So what they from the hood

I know the pussy good good

I know the pussy good good

They used to say I had the wack flow

Look at me now, they handin' me they demos

How 'bout you? You and your potna

Tires got beef, they wanna burn the block up

Is that skim milk? Or even silicone

I got 3 freaks with room for one more

[Hook 2X]

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Droop-E and FAB

We need 3

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Man, we need freaks

Start drummin', we comin', we goin' dumb and yellin' "Yee!"

[Keak da Sneak]

3 in the house Jack Tripper he had 2

But I keep something thick online like what it do

It's Keak Sneak, baby and did I mention I'm crazy

Even Joe can see that you ever ever my lady

I got needs and my wants is up to you

Poppin' tags and believe me that 3 is better than two

So I oh I, skee-skirt, figure 8, mayne

("3 freaks in the Firebird, headed for Brisbane!")

[Droop-E]

Droop-E, oh, man I'm so raw

So nacho grande, you damn taco

I'm from the turf where we treat freaks like dirt

Skeet skeet all in her skirt

(Ah!) Feels good

Pull my pants up and I'm back to the hood

And I ain't sayin' she a slut (Bay Area!)

But your girlfriend likes me (Light em up!)

I can tell like a rat's butt (Here we go!)

(Oh!)

You know what's up wit' me

I go dummy

Droop-E get money, G

7-0-7 streets (Yee! Yee!)

The Bay is back, you beezy

You a hater

I put hella holes in your clothes, you faker

I go mainey-er

And I'm still riding with a kater

That'd make your shirt look like notebook paper

[Hook 2X]

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Droop-E and FAB

We need 3

Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak

Man, we need freaks

Start drummin', we comin', we goin' dumb and yellin' "Yee!"

(REMIX!)

[Outro: Mistah FAB]

Aight y'all, if you ain't got four 15s, do NOT be playing this!

It's a slapper, baby

We touchin' all corners of the Bay wit' this one, y'all!

Ay mayne, I need the next American Top Model, mayne

The prettier they are, the quicker the drawers fall

Yes sir! Droop! Shadow! Keak! Yadada Turf! Yeehaw!