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