Oh, she the DJ, "Pardon me, I need some Swishahouse Color Changin' and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, Screwed Up Click and A little Sucka Free 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 slow it down so the ladies can get they on
Yellow, red or bone, call me when your guy's gone If you gotta shake that lick, them haters get diet on She's the type rich men will give money for action Said, she's light skinned and and strip for Andrew Jacksons
Gets when she be jamming them F Actions Turn the off then and if you wanna get your grind on Just go pick up that phone then just get your on Call me up, I'll come over and you turn your smile on
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 CD, some Screwed Up Click and A little Sucka Free 'cause what I need in my life Yes, it is, well,
calling 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 T A P E, y'all know, playas get chose Color Changin' Click CD, Watts, OG Ron C
Even your neighbors knew just I came to do seen the navy blue, choke on a things of two They it ain't 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 over to the view My sex is a weapon aimed at you Finish and reload just a gang banger do
You angel, you that's what your friends think They didn't see you on that red drink Getting drunk I hit it on the sink In the kitchen and I'm switching, I can hit it till the bed
You can lock the lock, I'm fin to the twat I'm fin to give your friends something new to talk Fin to give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in body time Ron and Michael Watts, chop a spot
I ain't forgot true DJ Screw 'Cause if it for Screw wouldn't be nothing to do No red, no claiming 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 and Wreckin' Yard in my life Well, a 'Slow Loud And CD, some Screwed Up Click and A little Sucka 'cause that's what I need in my life Yes, it is, well, well"
She said, "Koopa, I know you be these niggaz But can the get a lil' love, yeah"
I don't discriminate the race, pretty face, shape Shaped like 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 they
Get on my three way, now, is the delay? I pull out the video cam and you the replay I you real slow like a H Town DJ We jam Bun B and that U to the G.K
And a Sucka 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 shake the peace, everybody respect the Everybody'll shine the neck and teeth
give me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D Free that nigga Z-Ro and Pimp C 'cause they'll screw it Girl, I get you wet, girl, kiss your neck And I know that the sex sure to make you
I show to the Swisha vets And the Screwed Up G's, get respect Lil' O and C N O to the E, and Willie D Big Pokey, and E.S.G., they'll screw it
Yeah, slow jam ain't a jam unless it's a screw jam listen to it, no other way, gotta be screwed up DJ Screw, in peace
'Mixtape