Oh, she told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse Color Changin' Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up and A little Sucka 'cause that's what I need in my life Yes, it is, well, well"
She say she to my music but she can't get into it She don't like it speed, she like it when they screw it I'm fin to do is call Ron and Watts on my phone Tell 'em slow it so the ladies can get they grind on
Yellow, red or brown bone, call me when your guy's If you shake that lick, them haters get they diet on She's the type men will give money for some action Said, she's light skinned and and she'll strip for Andrew
excited when she be jamming them F Actions Turn the lights off then and if you wanna get grind on Just go pick up that phone then just get your on me up, I'll come over and help you turn your smile on
She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse Color Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up and A little Sucka Free 'cause that's I need in my life Yes, it is, well,
She's me on my phone Telling me she's feeling freaky, her body's in of me Hoppin' in on my 4's, grabbing my chopped and CD And my gray T A P E, y'all know, playas get Changin' Click CD, Michael Watts, OG Ron C
Even your neighbors knew just I came to do seen the navy blue, choke on a things of two They know it ain't your boo, they us banging Screw Making the headboard bang, I'm banging you
you a work out like a trainer do Hit it then I flip you over to the view My sex is a that's aimed at you Finish and just like a gang banger do
You little angel, you that's your friends think They didn't see you on that red drink Getting drunk while I hit it on the In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed
You can lock the lock, I'm fin to rock the I'm fin to give your friends something new to about Fin to give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in your Every time Ron and Michael Watts, chop a
I forgot about true DJ Screw 'Cause if it wasn't for Screw be nothing to do No claiming red, no claiming It wouldn't be to bang while I'm banging you, jeah
She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need some Color Changin' and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up and A little Sucka Free 'cause that's what I need in my Yes, it is, well, well"
She said, "Koopa, I know you be checking niggaz But can the get a lil' love, yeah"
I don't discriminate the race, face, pretty shape Shaped like eight, she can get a little steak We can end a date like a episode of Ricki Call a of your friends, see if they participate
Get on my three way, now, what is the I out the video cam and show you the replay I screw you real like a H Town DJ We jam Bun B and that U to the G.K
And a little Free, ain't enough for me Big M O E gotta give me the whole S.U.C., they'll it Yeah, over B.I. to the T H to the E S In the streets shake the peace, respect the streets Everybody'll shine from the neck and
Gotta me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D Free that nigga Z-Ro and that Pimp C they'll screw it Girl, I get you wet, girl, kiss your neck And I know that the sex to make you sweat
I respect to the Swisha vets And the Screwed Up G's, get respect O and C N O to the E, 'Face and Willie D Big Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., screw it
Yeah, jam ain't a slow jam unless it's a screw jam listen to it, no other way, gotta be screwed up DJ Screw, in peace
'Mixtape