featuring Too $hort & T-Rock



(Too $hort) intro:

Short Dog's in the house

You know it's the same all the way from Oakland to Memphis

Hoe's hella freaky man

But you know what

They always trying to front

Play the role like they ain't

But you know what baby you could be undercover with it

You know why?

Cause I know you a freak, beatch



(DJ Paul)

Bitch call it quits and get the fuck out the line

Cause I'm about to hit the salon and lost your mind

You come in T-shirt and jeans not really looking my best

Because the diamonds they grade and my presidential Rolex

Sending me gifts and shit trying to be my baby

Buying me mink's and shit trying to be my lady

Trying your best to make your way in my life

Take that mask off ho

You're undercover freaky for life

You sacrifice to get what you want you do what you gotta

What's the dilly young really you're the perfect man hader

Flag capper

A girl that used to be lazy

Officially turn me on my stomach and I damn near went crazy

I'm not the type and never been the kind to brag on my sex

I'm giving credit where credit is due, you damn near the best

I found out later that your game was strictly undercover

But found out early that your mouth do the best work undercover



(T-Roc) Chorus (2x)

For those that be lying through they teeth I can see it

You claim you a virgin but you a freak and I can feel it

You play in the game were you get killed if you cheating

You after these pimp niggas (?)



(Lord Infamous)

Bitch please just think concentrate before you complicate

Matters with that chitter-chatter

Your talents no challenge

I have mastered, can tell by the twitching in your hands

From this back massage got you full of (?)

?.....

For this act, trust in my bed, think I misled

Bitch I ain't heard much of what 'cha said on the phone

So I suppose ho

I'm the myracist vocal

We just a choke hold, Just a (?) hold

Out the truck

Busta see ya



(Juicy J)

An undercover on the dubba always trying to charge a brotha

Call me late night, spark a Philly

R-Kelly, I jack the brother

Comin' from the (?) Memphis

Hypnotize madalion glisten

Ho don't play the role like you a (?)

Cause I know you trickin'

Check yo boy identify

The one that used to struggle stride

Leave, you need to check the ride

Fifty thousand (?)

Businessmen not business junk

Break a case to keep 'em crunk

Heard my niggas run a train and said your fuckin' life stunk



Chorus (2x)



(Too $hort)

You know these hoe's don't phase

Never could play me

I got the game in my rise from a to z

Square ass ho, think I don't know

What 'cha, what 'cha gonna do when I close the door

Say no

I don't think so beatch

You know you all about that freaky shit

Never hesitate to make a nigga cum

If you're anywhere around I know I'm gettin' some

That's the only way

Face on the mattress

Call me daddy while I hit it from the back bitch

Is she freaky

I'm fuckin' with her

Save that 4 corner shit for them other niggas

Actin' square, playin' the role

Knowin' you a average everyday ho

You need to stop tryin' to be sneaky

Cause all the homies already know you're freaky



Chorus (fade to next song