I Remember That Freak Bitch (From The Club) [featuring Barron Ricks]/Interlude Part 2 (feat. Barron Ricks)

Hey yo
 I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
 The Victoria Secret, she gives love
 No matter which way you keep it
 You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it
 You get the gloves bitch!
 I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit
 Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit
 She wanted to be a star, with big cars
 And all the fame that came my way I gotta say
 That she was all that, and a bag of indo
 With no seed, such a delightful weed
 I wish she was still around but, no she's gone
 I guess, she got blessed and she got put on
 Aiyyo, I miss that girl, she had the bomb
 Was the bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran
 Had all the holy books, and notes to get still
 I never met another dealer with that appeal
 With those electric eyes, hypnotized
 Any wise man surprised, the queen of the lye
 Bee eyes, bouncin' five deep, clicked of innocence
 Hangin' with friends, all under surveillance from the government
 While Don want tights they floss rights, just chewin' on ice
 Meditatin' with her camp, gettin' damp
 She's a pimp or tile freak bitch, high maintenance
 She got her fuckin' clit pierced, chained to her anus
 Professional for wettin' niggaz up, suck 'em first
 Till they bust, swallow nut, then she's quick to strut
 Rright out the projects, been a whore since ninety-one
 Suck a niggaz dick for fun, holdin' guns in her buns
 Type of chick tell you fuck me in the ass' talkin' shit
 While she goin' walla walla walla walla walla on your dick
 I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
 The Victoria Secret, she gives love
 No matter which way you keep it
 You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it
 You get the gloves bitch!
 Yeah, since I seen the queen of green on the screen
 So I stepped up to her screen door like a dream
 Or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix
 She wasn't like other chicks, pullin' tricks on the scheme for chips
 She was like, "Run-D.M.C., Tougher Than Leather"
 Raw bitch, but then she was soft like a feather
 Never again will I meet a woman of her nature
 SkyPager turned off, datin' one of the Lakers
 Lucky-ass nigga with the jump shot
 He got that hot shit, all in his pocket on lock
 Damn, I guess I'm jealous that another fella's got with her
 But her sister's, bangin' too, what should I do?
 Fuck it, I'll do like my nigga Smooth with the Princess
 Plantin' my seed in the next Queen of Buddha Bless
 Fuck playin' the second string, on the squad
 I'm blowin' up, all in your face, word to God
 Yeah, I fucked her in the Hershey Tunnel, deep inside
 It made her pussy bubble, aiyyo she told me that it loves you
 I told her 'arch that back, let me see that ass'
 And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position
 You tell me baby, listen
 Can't you see my fuckin' dick is throbbin'
 She started slobbin' and gogglin', spittin', burblin', burpin' it
 I told her, "Just don't matter baby, just don't bite it"
 No hold barred, my dick was hard enough to dent a car
 I stuck it in between to spread the Red Sea apart
 The pussy fart was a motherfuckin' work of art
 She rode my dick just like a Kawasaki
 'Til the pussy started soundin' sloppy like an old jalopy
 Time to nut, took off the condom, slapped her on the butt
 Then I bust on her face in between her lips
 Then she started lickin' it, 'cause it was good shit, protein!
 Hot and rich, damn I got my shit freaky, Mr. Ricks
 I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs
 The Victoria Secret, she gives love
 No matter which way you keep it
 You'll get shoved out the picture, now peep it
 You get the glove bitch!