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