Oh, she told the DJ, "Pardon me, I need Swishahouse Color Changin' Click and Boss Hogg and Yard in my life Well, a 'Slow Loud And Bangin' CD, some Up Click and A little Sucka Free that's what I need in my life Yes, it is, well, well"
She say she listens to my music but she can't get it She don't it regular speed, she like it when they screw it What I'm fin to do is call Ron and Watts on my Tell 'em slow it down so the can get they grind on
Yellow, red or brown bone, call me when guy's gone If you gotta shake lick, them haters get they diet on She's the type rich men will give for some action Said, she's light skinned and and she'll for Andrew Jacksons
Gets excited she be jamming them F Actions Turn the lights off and if you wanna get your grind on go pick up that phone then just get your dial on Call me up, I'll come over and you turn your smile on
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, some Up Click and A little Sucka Free 'cause that's what I in my life Yes, it is, well,
She's calling me on my me she's feeling freaky, her body's in need of me Hoppin' in on my 4's, my chopped and screwed CD And my gray T A P E, know, playas get chose Color Changin' Click CD, Watts, OG Ron C
Even your neighbors knew just I came to do They the navy blue, choke on a things of two They know it ain't boo, they heard us banging Screw Making the headboard bang, while I'm you
Giving you a work out a trainer do Hit it then I flip you to change the view My sex is a weapon that's at you Finish and just like a gang banger do
You little angel, you that's your friends think They didn't see you sipping on that red Getting while 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 rock the I'm fin to your friends something new to talk about Fin to give it to you, shorty, he gon' feel it in your time Ron and Michael Watts, chop a spot
I ain't forgot about DJ Screw 'Cause if it wasn't for Screw be nothing to do No red, no claiming blue It wouldn't be nothing to bang I'm banging you, jeah
She told the DJ, "Pardon me, I some Swishahouse Color Click and Boss Hogg and Wreckin' Yard in my life Well, a Loud And Bangin' CD, some Screwed Up Click 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 these But can the ladies get a love, yeah"
I don't the race, pretty face, pretty shape Shaped like eight, she can get a little steak We can end a date like a episode of Lake Call a couple of your friends, see if participate
Get on my way, now, what is the delay? I pull out the video cam and you the replay I screw you real slow like a H DJ We could jam Bun B and U to the G.K
And a little Sucka Free, enough for me Big M O E give me the whole S.U.C., they'll screw it Yeah, over 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
Gotta 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 you sweat
I show respect to the Swisha And the Screwed Up Click G's, get O and C N O to the E, 'Face 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 Can't listen to it, no other way, be screwed up DJ Screw, in peace
'Mixtape