Текст песни Chamillionaire - Screw Jams
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[Hook]She told the DJ pardon me, I need some SwishahouseColor Changin` Click and, Boss Hogg and Wreckin` Yard in my life(In my life, in my life, in my life) weeellA Slow Loud And Bangin` c.d., some Screwed Up Click andA little Sucka Free, cause that`s what I need in my lifeYes it is, weell weell[Chamillionaire]She say she listens to my music, but she can`t get into itShe don`t like it regular speed, she like it when they screw itWhat I`m fin to do is, call Ron and Watts on my phoneTell em slow it down, so the ladies can get they grind onYellow red or brown tone, call me when your guy`s goneIf you gotta shake that lick, them haters get they diet onShe`s the type rich men, will give money for some actionSaid she`s light skinned and, and she`ll strip for Andrew JacksonsGets excited when, she be jamming them F ActionsTurn the lights off then, and if you wanna get your grind onJust go pick up that phone, then just get your dial onCall me up I`ll come over, and help you turn your smile on[Hook][Chamillionaire]She`s calling me, on my phoneTelling me she`s feeling freaky, her body`s in need of meHopping in on my 4`s, grabbing myChopped and screwed c.d., and my grey T-A-P-EY`all know, playas get choseColor Changin` Click c.d., Michael Watts, OG Ron CEven your neighbors knew, just what I came to doThey seen the navy blue, choking on things of twoThey know it ain`t your boo, they heard us banging ScrewMaking the headboard bang, while I`m banging youGiving you a work out, like a trainerHit it then I flip you over, to change the viewMy sex is a weapon, that`s aimed at youFinish and reload, just like a gangbanger doYou little angel you, that`s what your friends thinkCause they didn`t see you, sipping on that red drinkGetting drunk, while I hit it on the sinkIn the kitchen and I`m switching, I can hit it till the bed sinkYou can lock the lock, I`m fin to rock the twatI`m fin to give your friends, something new to talk aboutFin to give it to you shorty, you gon feel it in your bodyEverytime Ron and Michael Watts, chop a spotI ain`t forgot about, the true DJ ScrewCause if it wasn`t for Screw, wouldn`t be nothing to doNo claiming red, no claiming blueIt wouldn`t be nothing to bang, while I`m banging you, jeah[Hook](*talking*)She said Koopa, I know you be checking these niggazBut can the ladies get a lil` love, yeah[Chamillionaire]I don`t discriminate the race, pretty face pretty shapeShaped like figure eight, she can get a little steakWe can end a date, like a episode of Ricki LakeCall a couple of your friends, they could participateGet on my three way, now what is the delayI pull out the video cam, and show you the replayI screw you real slow, like a H-Town DJWe could jam Bun B, and that U to the G.KAnd a little Sucka Free, ain`t enough for meBig M-O-E, gotta give me the whole S.U.C., they`ll screw itMoney over B.I. to the T-H to the E-SIn the streets shake the peace, everybody respect the streetsEverybody`ll shine, from the neck and teethGotta give me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie DFree that nigga Z-Ro and that Pimp C, cause thay`ll screw itGirl I got you wet, girl I`ll kiss your neckAnd I know that the sex, sure to make you sweatI show respect, to the Swisha vetsAnd the Screwed Up Click G`s, get respectLil` O and C-N-O to the E, `Face and Willie DBig Pokey, Flip and E.S.G., they`ll screw it(*talking*)Yeah, slow jam ain`t a slow jamUnless it`s a screw jamCan`t listen to it, no other wayGotta be screwed upDJ Screw, rest in peaceMix Tape Messiah