Hot in the ass you heard me
This a story about the Saturday night
This the story of how my shit go
You tell your shit, I'ma tell my shit
(Check it out)
See scratch
(ery)
One Saturday night I was lookin' for some ass
I call shawty and ask her could she pass
(Come on over)
By the house so we can get it goin'
Don't act like that, bitch 'cause I know you hoein'
Could you bring your friend, the one that both like
And could we do the chu-chu-train tonight?
(Check it out)
Please give me a big ole bag of weed
Some drink, some rubbers and anythin' that you need
I'm so high I want you to take this dick
Wear some shit that you can take off quick
Please hurry up 'cause I'm so lonely, [Unverified] baby so horny
(Check it out)
One more thang, I just have to ask
Could you put the dick in your mouth and blast?
That's when my alarm clock went off
A fuckin' wet dream and I nutted in my draws
(Aw, bitch)
I said biznite uh-uh-uh-uh that's my shit
All the chicks know I rap about my dick
On the Saturday night
I go by the name lil' Turk
I know you niggas know me
(Me)
Nigga play, I'ma put that work
And leave this pass the six feet
(Feet)
I'ma original hot boy, yes, I'm down with CMB
(b)
Nothin' come between me and my niggas
Please believe me
(Me)
It's a Saturday night of me
And my niggas 'bout to clic up
(Up)
Corner pocket goin' down
So you passin' around and it will be big trucks
(Trucks)
So you know that we love to stunt
So you got to respect us
(Us)
You could play if you want
And I bet your dog ass, don't get fucked up
(Up)
I need a hot girl 'bout whatever to come home with me
(Me)
I brought a club over, everybody goin' home
We gon' make that creep
(Creep)
I'ma fuck her all night leave that pussy real so'
But she don't want no more
(More)
Soon as I get finish, know what I'ma do?
Throw that ass out the door
(Door)
Yes, I play the game raw
'Cause I don't give a fuck, bitch, I don't care
(Care)
I'ma dog ass nigga 'till the day I die
You better believe that there
(There, that's my Saturday night)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, one Saturday night
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, that's what I like
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, one Saturday night
It was one Saturday, we was on the block
The block was so hot, we had to close up shop
Sarge flat tie it was dry all night
Try to catch them a mother, out there servin' that white
You better respect the people, if you know like I know
Unless you tryin' to go do you a no, no jose
That's why I'm 'bout to hit the club
And go fuck with them hoes
I don't care if a nigga want ten million foes
I close 'til tomorrow, I'm not servin' the gram
I won't be the one sergeant flat tie slam
With the city off the chain, packin' stuff up
My nigga Keith got a freak bitch, he once we tossed up
So we 'bout to jet on out and go hop in our whips
Got our strap on our hip incase a bitch nigga trip
One saturday night
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, you can fuck her, you can cry
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, on Saturday night
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, I'm gon' be naked
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, I can't think some shit
Y'all wait a second
Could see on Saturday night, your bitch cook breakfast
You should know 'cause you gon' be there and shit
But if you gon' be there, you need to call and let me know
So I can get the fuck up out of there on Saturday night
You know sayin'?
I mean, I love that bitch, you like that bitch, I love that bitch
Her head is like bad on Saturday night
See what I'm sayin'?
Saturday night head is like best head in the world
On Saturday night, like, ooh, Saturday night
Saturday Night (instrumental) was written by Carlitta Durand & Nicolay.
Saturday Night (instrumental) was produced by Nicolay.
Nicolay released Saturday Night (instrumental) on Tue Sep 08 2009.