Princess Superstar The Little Freakazoid That Could Lyrics

CEO Track Listing
  • 1 Intro: Receptionist's Fantasy
  • 2 The Little Freakazoid That Could
  • 3 Gimme All Your $$
  • 4 I Got to Get Aloan With You
  • 5 DJ (Self) Starter Kit
  • 6 Employee of the Year - DJ Science Center
  • 7 Get My Sh'Off
  • 8 Supersize the Downsize
  • 9 CEO
  • 10 I'm in Love With the Music Biz
  • 11 Righteous
  • 12 Stuck in a 401 K-Hole
  • 13 Cold Tea, LLC
  • 14 Fuck the Phone
  • 15 Ceo (Corporate Radio Sell-Out mix)
  • 16 Gimme All Your $$ (Tax Deductible mix)
  • 17 Cold Tea, LLC (Corporate Clean mix)
  • I'm not the baddest or the maddest or the Central Park address
    No Chivas, no Lexus, ain't got the flattest solar plexus
    I throw it down with everything I got
    Cause I'm just a girl--not
    Me, I never use the word just
    To the maximum my axiom get into my taxi, um
    Listen, it wasn't always like that
    I used to feel freaky, icky
    Bein' bad like Darling Nikki
    Never ever fit the mold at school or in the hood
    But now the children sing she's the little freakazoid that could
    Freakazoid! I know I can I know I can
    Freakazoid! I know I can I know I can
    P-Supe (what) and it don't come from Campbell
    Just move (what) place my butt upon your mantel
    See I cut from the gut to get everything I need
    And I stick with it if at first I don't succeed
    And I'm out and I'm out lettin' my freaky flag fly
    You don't ask why cuz you know that I try
    Accept yourself, express yourself to the limit
    Body soul or chicken roll you know that I'm in it
    And you know what
    Sometimes you feel like a nut
    And sometimes you don't
    Freakazoid! I know I can I know I can
    Freakazoid! I know I can I know I can
    Hey yo Ski-I wantcha to come round here and show the audience we mean
    bonified, fortified, nutrified
    Yeah that's what I'm talkin' about
    Cuz you know, soon I'll be rollin' in the Rolls to go bowling after the
    I'll be strollin', patrollin' the streets with a feather in my hat
    Imagine that, huh, I think I made myself Claritan, clear in that
    I got the throttle cause I'm mack like the truck
    C'mon everybody let's get------
    Get up Get up Get up --never sit down!
    Woke up I didn't know what day it was
    I been through some shit boy you never believe it
    Cuz I struggle everyday to keep my head up like a tower
    You know why - I got the Power!
    And I ain't never givin' up sucker
    Put me on the field I'm a cook your ass like Betty Crocker
    It's like this and like that and like this and uh
    Nobody beats the Priz--cess and uh
    Once again it's on
    People wanna know if I'm a diva
    Well let me see, uh
    I wrote these lyrics at a day job
    Not Nassau Coliseum
    But I'm a get there soon boy
    blow up the spot like in my own platoon boy
    Reading bad press I get depressed really major
    Goddamn yo, at least I'm in the fuckin paper
    And when the goin' gets tough Mr. Ocean said it best
    Put that ass in gear baby put it to the test
    Scuse me, I don't believe I was finished
    Making all your bad hurt feelings be diminished and delicious
    Like a tasty ice cream or scone
    Let me make you pant for the milk bone
    Woof woof and let it all hang out
    Don't you just freak baby freakin freak it out
    Kick it trick it or lick it but please don't stick it up your nose
    If you wanna strike a pose you gotta keep it on the real inside
    Keep it on the real inside, keepit on the real inside. Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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