Letras: Nick Cannon. Nick Cannon. Feelin' Freaky.

Yo put the kids to bed
Yo Shorty I know you ain't scared
B2K and Nick Cannon
Trackmasters
The Pied Piper

Yo' the freaks come out at night
I'm like Houdini with the magic stick
When you turn out the lights
Shorty grippin' my stomach tighter
When I burn out on the bike
Holla at the young thugs
What we doing tonight
I'm in the O.J. throwback jersey
Dressed to kill, Bridget won't get it
But Vanessa will, Vanessa's real
Shawty got sex appeal
You can hear this beat bangin from the exit still
Pied Piper, we need something for these chicks to dance
So look Mami Im trying to grind
I'm not trying to romance you
I'm just trying to get them pants loose
Lets get private, 2 way text me
T-Mobile sidekick
One-on-One lets talk and neglect the gossip
I'm as real as they come, Baby girl I got this
My wrist all numb, you can watch the watch gliss
We already bubbly we aint gotta pop Cris'

I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and Nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

We tearin' the club like them boys did in the roxy
Million dollar thug like I'm Ted DeBeassi
Craps game on the plain
Probably think its Yahtzee
Wrist on rocky, How you gone stop me
Shorty like "Papi", Crib like "Ozzy's"
I'ma show you how to ball girl just watch me
I'ma never quit like Whitney and Bobby
Tell them chicks, either wanna get wit me or rob me
Either way I let them strip me, 'cause this is my hobby
After tonight, Shorty will you miss me? Probably
But now I wanna see you shake your little body
Lookin' for a shorty thats freaky and naughty
'Cause after the party you dont have to call me
'Cause Can' is the prodigy and I mobs deep
If you rollin wit a playa, Mami c'mon
Cause Imma keep it goin 'til 6 o'clock in the morning
OOOH

I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and Nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

We make hits like the mafia (mafia)
After the club hit the lobby up (lobby up)
Girls always say "Nick you so cute
How you flippin rappin and actin too?"
Well I do, what I can do, what I can do, when I can do it
It aint algebra baby, its pimpin in my fluid
Why them cats saying that Cannon should stick to acting
Kill you in two bars, Daddy its quick to happen
Wont know what caused it, But Nick will get you dancing
You do it in the closet, you know you think Im handsome
Yeah, the kid's real attractive
Even pull hella chicks in a thriller jacket
Now, Thriller's back, And Imma make you clap
Oh that spot yall had? Yeah Im taking that
And them chicks yall dreaming about
We cleaning them out, One on the block
Two in the car, three in the house
Now thats a real six pack, daddy even it out
UH
Ayyo B2K

I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and Nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

B2K and Nick Cannon
Trackmasters
The Pied Piper
'Xcuse me whats ya name?
Dont say nothin
B2k and Nick Cannon
Trackmasters
The Pied Piper
'Xcuse me whats ya name?
Don't say nothin