Freak
A.P.F. Brigade Lyrics


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Life confuses me
Why is there anything?
Everything to happen will not
Happen because it is not this
I'm just a space freak
Life confuses me
Why is there anything?
Everything to happen will not
Happen because it is not this
I'm just a space freak
I'm just a space freak




I'm just a space freak
I'm just a space freak

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of A.P.F. Brigade's "Freak" are an explicit invitation to women to dance and show off their bodies in the club. The song is derogatory towards women, calling them "freak hoes" and objectifying them as sexual objects. The provocative lyrics also touch on themes of gold-digging, infidelity and street culture.


The first verse by Master P speaks about his personal experiences with women and the challenges he faces as a father with a baby mama and multiple kids. He then meets Nena, whom he describes as having a big butt but with more kids than "Children of the Korn". Silkk the Shocker takes over in the second verse, describing how he treats women as objects and calling them hoes. The final verse by Mia X calls out men for their hypocritical behavior and reclaims the narrative by asserting that she is not a "hoe" to be objectified and will not shake her ass for them in the club.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey check this out miss thang or should I say bitch do you like to shake your ass in the club do you a motherfucker
Addressing a woman, the artist asks if she likes to dance provocatively and calls her a derogatory term.


Freak hoes freak hoes let your motherfucking knees touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes let your motherfucking kness touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes bounces your ass and let your knees touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes bounce your ass and let your knees touch your elbows
Encouraging sexually explicit dancing, specifically with a focus on making one's knees touch one's elbows.


One time chaesd me they couldn't take we my baby momma 2 kids couldn't braek me so I weat to the club and met Nena have you seen her she look like Lena Horn with the big butt gotta go on but got more kids than Children of the Korn that's why I couldn't fuck with her even though I knew she was a gold diggin bitch out the projects livin for the county check but got the killa pussy that's why a nigga say watch that hoe watch that bitch silly rabbit the tricks on you bitch 'cause TRU niggaz stay TRU to the gizame get the koochie and don't know the yo nizame and leave a bitch stuck with dick on her breath dope in the house and one way out.
Describing a past relationship with a woman who had multiple children and was living off government assistance, but had a sexually desirable body. The artist chooses not to pursue a relationship out of caution and leaves the woman in a difficult situation.


Now once a trick always a trick they want to know why I talked like this supposed to be and you you fucked my whole crew and that's why I called you a bitch,now um I shake these hoes like dice keep'en in check like knight now when I fuck trun on the lights when they go left and Igo right I can't deny I treat'em and like women but bitches like hoes man I climb them hoes like (something) I ride them hoes like brand new vogues on for sure atfer show,hit'em and split'em and duck'em fuck'em I hit'em and put'em back in my brand new cutless but ain't no thang while she talkin shit upout this bitch I told ya all no hoes can ride for free so get up out my shit.
Refusing to allow freely sexual women to attach themselves to him, disregarding their feelings and treating them like objects. The artist asserts his independence from women who pursue him.


All you niggaz talkin bout bounce that ass this ain't no free show we want the motherfuckin cash hoe fuck your weed don't want no drank don't even thick that you can't fuck me you got enough to even touch me I seen yo stuntin in Benz but them broads know its for your motherfuckin friends want to be balla nigga your ho you clain playa still gettin fronted dope callin us freaks,but your the freaky one tongue lickin on my pearl like a stick to a snare drum until I cum all in ya fuckin face floss ya teeth with my pussy hairs,and than I'm outta there I cares a fuck bout how you feel but I will slip a mickey in yo drank getcha getcha out your dope and your bank leave ya stank my 'cause I ain't the hoe to shake my ass at the club for you negros I can't stand a motherfucka talkin shit when he knows he gets spung when the pussy lips drip that lil dick yea you call me bitch but I wander why you still try to sweat me trick impress me trick now ain't that a trip you niggaz try to flip the script but still ain't sayin shit you niggaz call your selves pimps and try to spit the game but your to lame for aTRU bitch.
Addressing men in a derogatory manner, the artist refuses to engage sexually without payment. The artist criticizes men for their lack of sexual skill and calls attention to their false claims of pimp status.




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Written by: Ethan Moore

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