Lyrics:
Now could it be I'm the 1
Ladies check fo
Yes hoe
Got grown women
My moma age
Fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everythin'
Way
everything you wanted cause I can't be weak
Yeah baby that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my DJ fresh on wax
Put it
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by
Ha ha
[Special K] One by one
[all three] The Treacherous Three crew, with master one
[Kool Moe Dee] I'm Kool Moe Dee y'all and I am so fresh
[all
lick that p****y hard like its her birthday
see the one night stand this is where i stay
hit me up again with this song DJ
Ima grown man ima grown man
spinnin, Old School spinnin,
Lc spinnin, make sure you tipping',
DJ Dink spinnin, Montel spinnin,
Music Man spinnin',
You know that Fresh spinnin'
Deanna
umm, count me in nonstop
Youngun all around the clock
Watch you need? Get it fresh off the docks
It don't stop uhuh, I won't quit
Say blood, you talkin
freaky it was
Everything ya wanted cause I can't be weak yeah, baby, that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my dj, fresh on wax
to hit it all the time
Sex so good that it gets me high
Bring that home-grown to me
Girl, you got that fire weed
Light it up, let me take a puff
the fly girls and all the homeboys
Then I tried it at a homeboys basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by
by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous 3 record, they call "Action"
When you hear me do it, you will be shocked and amazed
It's the brand new thing
if that shit don't stink
I'm on the web, she wanna link
You stabbed me in the back like Zelda and Link
I'm getting paid by the end of the week
If
what y'all
Say what!
To the D.J's scratch, you've met your match
'Cause were coming out fresh with a brand new batch
So taking you off into the galaxy
what y'all
Say what!
To the D.J's scratch, you've met your match
'Cause were coming out fresh with a brand new batch
So taking you off into the galaxy
the bed I got me a text
I don't think my missus happy cos I did not come home yesterday
Onto the next it's what I do best keeping it fresh
She asked how
some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
the fly girls and all the homeboys
Then I tried it at a homeboys basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
a pretty girl by herself and lost in the function
Don't know if it'll work or I'm buggin at least it's something
So I started walking, DJ was playing Marvin
Now could it be I'm the 1
Ladies check fo
Yes hoe
Got grown women
My moma age
Fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everythin'
Way
the fly girls and all the homeboys
Then I tried it at a homeboys basement party
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
When they came by
everything you wanted cause I can't be weak
Yeah baby that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my DJ fresh on wax
Put it
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
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