i remember that freak bitch

Singer:cypress hill

aiy-yo!

i remember that freak bitch

up in the clubs

the victoria's secret

she give love

no matter which way you keep it

you'll get shoved out the picture

now peep it

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

til they bust

swallow nut

then she's quick to strut

right 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's secret

she give love

no matter which way you keep it

you'll get shoved out the picture

now peep it

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's secret

she give love

no matter which way you keep it

you'll get shoved out the picture

now peep it

Lyric Context: i remember that freak bitch - cypress hill