These red roses damn near turn to ashes
If I keep it real, you won't understand it
These dirty blogs got your mind damaged
I'll walk a million miles to see you happy

I hope she don't think, that I think
That she's some kind of hoe
(Some kind of hoe)
'Cause I don't care
That just lets me know that
She knows what she wants, yeah
But baby, I won't judge (no, no, no, no)
Freak, freak, freak, freak
But now I'm sure that (freak, freak, freak, freak)
She knows what she wants, yeah

I ain't gonna hold you, baby, I like what I see
That print in them sweat pants got me weak off in my knees
I been thinking 'bout you since we met at No I.D.'s
If you're free tonight I think that you should come see me
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't be scared of my aggression
(Ohh, ohh)
Just don't get the wrong impression

I hope she don't think, that I think
That she's some kind of hoe
(Some kind of hoe)
'Cause I don't care
That just lets me know that
She knows what she wants, yeah
Baby, I won't judge (no, no, no, no)
Freak, freak, freak, freak
Now I'm sure that (freak, freak, freak, freak)
She knows what she wants, yeah (you like the way I wink at you?)

I can't never have a hater bone inside my body (nope)
I just like it better when my girl do her Pilates (see?)
I wanna dress you up and have you fresher than a stylist
Think about any drama when your body traumatizing (think about it)
You so caught up in the hype
You could have easily been my wife
I see the way your friends look, they already thinking I'm shiesty (they jealous)
They misunderstood me when they say I'm Jesus Christ (Future)
I just want you to worship me, I like what I like
I'll feed you to the wolves if you don't talk to me nice
They gon' try to crucify me
They think we worship 'luminati (gang)
I take my heart and I go hide it

After all I just hope he don't think that I'm some kind of hoe, some kind of hoe
I don't know, he just makes me feel like he knows what he wants, yeah (freak, freak, freak, freak)
Baby, I won't judge, ohh, ooh, oh, whoa (freak, freak, freak, freak)
Now I'm sure that he knows what he wants, yeah

Yeah, I choose happiness over everything
Over anything and it's everything
Yeah, happiness over everything
Over anything and it's everything to me

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Writer(s): Andre Benjamin, Brian Warfield, Jhene Chilombo, Mac Robinson, Miguel Pimentel, Nayvadius Wilburn