Intro:
Ha ha ha oh my god. Ring around the rosie ha ha
Verse 1:
Now let me see if I remember this was back in September
Um I'd say around 2 or 3 my man and me coming past the junior high
playground
Kickin' the blahzay blah over a 40
When my man said "Daaaaam kid look at the ass on shortie!"
I turned around and flip script "Ah kid look at them tits.
A yo thickness can I talk to you for a bit?"
I figured shortie had to be a teachers aid
But if they had teachers back when I was making my grade, I would of stayed
Parlayed, played it smooth kickin' it to Miss Thang
Eyes fixed on them big thighs goin' back and forth on that swing
She looked young in the face, but that ain't slowin' my pace
And pretty soon we had a date at my place
My nigga gave me dap, cause he knew I was about to tap that
Look back and reacted like "Oh, snap! She got a backpack!"
But that was her steelo, so I payed it no whatnot
I busy thinkin' bout weather or not I could get up in this little sluts twat
I heard my ding dong at about a quarter to 10
I was playin' that flavor role, so mom dukes let her in
Gave her a fast "How ya doin'?" and pushed her off to my room
Mom pulled me to the side like "Um, son, she look kinda young"
I joked like "Age don't count" then turned around and I bounced
It wasn't long before my tounge was playin' tag with her mouth
Wasn't frontin on a nigga, so I knew he would...well you know
This bitch was mad butter, but I didn't know she was Butta-few-co
Hook:
Rock a bye baby on the tree top
You should of seen shortie riding my cock
When my vibrates, her crattle will fall
And down will come shortie, punany and a
