Freak Like Me 2.0 - NoMBe, Marcellus Juvann, Terry Presume

My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like

She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find

She won’t tell nobody what goes on in these walls

If they talked, they’d probably tell you all about love

My queen got machine gun hips, better duck once they go off

Takes aim, no intentions to miss, oh-my, so help us all

And it’s close to a flight in the midst of neon lights

And my neighbors, they greet me with bags under their eyes

And they know why

My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like

She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find

She won’t tell nobody what goes on in these walls

If they talked, they’d probably tell you all about love

Oh, concubine, what are you made of?

No resource on this earth is that soft

I swear by God you are an angel

Ironic how you help me raise hell

I let it go, surrender control

As she takes me for a ride

Hands in the air, we offer our souls

It’s easy when she’s on my mind