Freaks
Kool Keith Lyrics


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Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby
Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby

Girl I feel the way you love me, hold me at night and hug me
You got the phone from my pocket to beep me and bug me
Forget the do rag, I ain't no thug, gee, I'm more bugged gee
Sleep in the bathtub, get rid of the waterbed

Move your thongs out to the side
Forget the the room, hotel lobby, I bone on the rug, gee
Reset the tripod, filming women like Rocco
Putting their hands between their legs, with ecstasy

I feed the girls like cats, Purina to go
Here's your bowl, they always jump out the shower
Doggy style on the couch, with their heads shedding on my pants
Rubbing next to me, you pay me, I'll pull out a [unverified] gee
You changed up on me, now you gotta pee

Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby
Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby

Trojans in the green pack, you lay on the kitchen table
And lean back, fruit cocktail and pancakes syrup
Flow down your butt crack, ice cream around your pelvis
You're a star, baby, buy a ticket from New York

You wanna meet guys like me, directors in Hollywood
You wanna sell this, win awards in Vegas, slide your G-strings off
You're wit' the top film makers, mid-town traffic
I'm meeting with Black Tail, you're talking to fakers

I own a factory, my workers are thong makers
Black woman with Carribean shakers
I've been doin' this since Time Square Arcades had Space Invaders
Removing your panties off slow on Penn Station escalators

I love lesbians, they're not haters hunny, you graduated to booty shorts
Hands around the missal, you made it to the majors
Pick a condom, cherry, strawberry, blue berry
I got all flavors, I got all the flavors

Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby
Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby

You make the appetizers, I'ma reconnect the DVD's
The television is clear, ghetto booty in progress
Adjust the antennas, hunny, no need for cable
I fix the triple X wires, don't lie if you're on your time of the month

You don't have to rush, 'cause internal problems can hold
I don't want the room to smell like car tires
I'm sipping stolichnayas, butterscotch
Soaking your G-spot area from Breyer's
Don't fool yourself with the toys under your bed

You're deniers, no time to hurt you, they're looking for screamers
I'm looking for cryers, admire your bed sheet you're on
Careful planning, the one I need to teach you on
No regular movie, I rather watch porn

Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby




Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kool Keith's "Freaks" are sexually explicit and revolve around the theme of indulging in various sexual acts. In the song, Kool Keith describes his preference for women who are free-spirited and not afraid to express their sexuality. He encourages his partners to strip naked and explore their fantasies with him. He talks about his love for lesbians and his preference for filming himself engaged in sexual acts. The song also mentions the use of condoms and the importance of personal hygiene.


Moreover, the lyrics suggest that Kool Keith is a wealthy man who owns a factory that produces thongs and has connections in Hollywood. He talks about his preference for women of color and his admiration for their body shapes. While the lyrics are explicit, Kool Keith's use of metaphors and wordplay provides a glimpse into his witty and humorous personality.


Overall, Kool Keith's "Freaks" is a sexually charged song that celebrates freedom of expression and the joy of consensual sexual acts.


Line by Line Meaning

Freaks get naked, freaks get naked
Freaky individuals enjoy removing their clothing.


Freaks get naked baby, freaks get naked baby
This is reiterated to emphasize the previous statement.


Girl I feel the way you love me, hold me at night and hug me
The singer enjoys the physical affection he receives from his partner.


You got the phone from my pocket to beep me and bug me
His partner is attentive and often tries to contact him.


Forget the do rag, I ain't no thug, gee, I'm more bugged gee
The artist does not see himself as a thug, despite his appearance.


Sleep in the bathtub, get rid of the waterbed
The singer prefers sleeping in a bathtub rather than on a waterbed.


Move your thongs out to the side
The singer requests that his partner move her thong to the side during intercourse.


Forget the room, hotel lobby, I bone on the rug, gee
The artist prefers having sex outside of the bedroom, even in public areas like hotel lobbies.


Reset the tripod, filming women like Rocco
The artist likes to record sexual encounters, similar to Rocco Siffredi, an Italian pornographic actor.


Putting their hands between their legs, with ecstasy
The women touched themselves with pleasure during filming.


I feed the girls like cats, Purina to go
The singer takes care of his sexual partners, like he would take care of cats by giving them Purina.


Here's your bowl, they always jump out the shower
The women that the artist has sex with often shower before and after their encounter.


Doggy style on the couch, with their heads shedding on my pants
The singer enjoys having intercourse in the doggy style position, even if it leads to his partner's hair shedding on him.


Rubbing next to me, you pay me, I'll pull out a [unverified] gee
The singer is willing to provide sexual favors as long as he is payed.


You changed up on me, now you gotta pee
The singer implies that if his partner changes the dynamics of their relationship, she will need to urinate.


Trojans in the green pack, you lay on the kitchen table
The artist prepares to use a Trojan condom that is found in a green package while having sex on a kitchen table.


And lean back, fruit cocktail and pancakes syrup
The artist incorporates food into sexual activities, such as eating fruit cocktail and pancakes syrup during intercourse.


Flow down your butt crack, ice cream around your pelvis
The singer puts ice cream around his partner's pelvis area and implies that it will flow down her butt crack.


You're a star, baby, buy a ticket from New York
The singer praises his partner as a sexual star and prompts her to travel to New York, a place known for its entertainment industry.


You wanna meet guys like me, directors in Hollywood
The artist suggests that his partner wants to meet and have sex with influential men, such as directors in Hollywood.


You wanna sell this, win awards in Vegas, slide your G-strings off
The artist implies that his partner wants to pursue a career in the adult entertainment industry and suggests that she take off her G-string in order to succeed.


You're wit' the top film makers, mid-town traffic
The artist suggests that his partner is with high-ranking people in the film industry while stuck in mid-town traffic.


I'm meeting with Black Tail, you're talking to fakers
The singer implies that his partner is talking to people of lesser importance while the singer is meeting with Black Tail, a magazine that features African-American models and actresses.


I own a factory, my workers are thong makers
The artist owns a factory which specializes in making thongs.


Black woman with Carribean shakers
A black woman with Caribbean descent works for him.


I've been doin' this since Time Square Arcades had Space Invaders
The singer claims to have been engaging in sexual activities since the Time Square Arcades had Space Invaders, a popular video game from the 80s.


Removing your panties off slow on Penn Station escalators
The singer enjoys removing his partner's panties slowly while riding up the escalators in Penn Station, a busy train station in New York City.


I love lesbians, they're not haters hunny, you graduated to booty shorts
The artist has a preference for lesbian women and praises his partner for graduating to wearing booty shorts.


Hands around the missal, you made it to the majors
The artist implies that his partner has reached a high level of sexual experience, as if playing in the major leagues of sports.


Pick a condom, cherry, strawberry, blue berry
The singer offers a variety of flavored condoms to use during sexual activities.


I got all flavors, I got all the flavors
The singer reiterates that he has an extensive collection of flavored condoms.


You make the appetizers, I'ma reconnect the DVD's
The artist assigns tasks during sexual activities, with his partner preparing appetizers while he reconnects the DVD player.


The television is clear, ghetto booty in progress
The artist brags about having a clear television image while watching a woman with a 'ghetto booty' on the screen during their sexual encounter.


Adjust the antennas, hunny, no need for cable
The artist asks his partner to adjust the antennas on the television instead of using cable, so that they may continue to watch pornography clearly.


I fix the triple X wires, don't lie if you're on your time of the month
The singer adjusts the wiring for the adult entertainment they are watching and warns his partner not to lie about being on her menstrual cycle.


You don't have to rush, 'cause internal problems can hold
The artist suggests that his partner should take her time during intercourse, as he understands that she may have internal issues that may affect their encounter.


I don't want the room to smell like car tires
The singer is concerned with the smell of the room during their encounter and does not want it to smell like car tires.


I'm sipping stolichnayas, butterscotch
The singer is drinking Stolichnaya vodka with butterscotch flavor.


Soaking your G-spot area from Breyer's
The singer implies that he is using Breyer's ice cream to pleasure his partner's G-spot area.


Don't fool yourself with the toys under your bed
The artist suggests that his partner should not rely solely on sex toys to fulfill her sexual needs.


You're deniers, no time to hurt you, they're looking for screamers
The artist implies that his partner and his sexual partners are in denial about their love for sexual activities and will not admit it, even if it may hurt them. He also implies that he prefers partners who scream during sex.


I'm looking for cryers, admire your bed sheet you're on
The singer prefers partners who cry during sex and admires the bed sheet where they have intercourse.


Careful planning, the one I need to teach you on
The singer suggests that he has carefully planned their sexual activity and will be teaching his partner.


No regular movie, I rather watch porn
The artist prefers watching pornographic films rather than regular movies.




Writer(s): Keith Thornton

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