MR. 3-2

MR. 3-2 - Cashy Ashy lyrics

(feat. Cl'Che')

[talking:]

Yeah 3-2, baby you know it ain't nothing

That I wouldn't do for you, I'm a down ass bitch

You already know baby

However you want it, you can get it

[Mr. 3-2:]

Doing four play, with a down ass chick

She love to suck dick, swallow and don't spit

I hit from the back, slap her on her ass

With my rubber on, I tried to mash

Bumping fast I'm sweating, all in the bed

Flip you around, and get some dangerous head

What you said, then I bump harder

Hazel eyes, man she look like a model

Taught her how to ride it, and spin on a piece

But she ain't mine, she belong to the streets

Between sheets, girl you need to make a porn movie

Right before it's over, she done dropped in down the moody

Little cutie, that I picked up in the hood

Bomb ass pussy, fool she got the good

Understood, I ain't the one for handcuffing

But when you break a trick, bring a pimp back some'ing

[Hook: x2]

Naughty nasty, sexy and classy

Girl break a trick, and go get cashy ashy

(daddy give it to me, gon 'head and work it

Put it up in me, but please don't hurt me)

[Cl'Che:]

Cl'Che's so throwed, check her I get cashy ashy

Watch me jiggle-jiggle, cause I know you like it when it's nasty

I-10, 59-45 fuck it backseat

Roll the windows up, ain't trying to let 'em see

How I break a nigga down, from the Dirty Dirty Southside

H-Town to New York, and I'm knocking you down

G'eah g'eah, you already know

Lil' mama's gotta go, so beat this pussy up some mo

(how many more Cl'), three or maybe even two

So tell me now, is that some'ing that you can't do

So I can holla at number one number two, number three or number fo'

I got this pimp shit and handcuffs, (you know)

I said fake bitches front, like they don't fuck around

But when you know your shit good, it's hard to calm yourself down

I'm a bad bitch, I mean a throwed lil' mama

And my pussy's so off the chain, it causes too much drama I'm naughty

[Hook x2]

[Mr. 3-2:]

Hot and wet, with a seasoned vet that go hard

In the hotel room, or in the back of the car

With ya play toys, baby girl be ready

To snatch tricks feddy, getting wild and sweaty

I said it yeah I meant it, let your mind go free

Having orgasms, off extasy

Let me see, you ride it like a motorbike

Nonstopping all night, on first class flights

[Cl'Che:]

I stay naughty nasty, fucking till I need some Aspirin

Don't need to pop a X, cause my secretions fully blasting

You wanna see me ride it, like a motorbike

Then I wanna see you throw me on your shoulders, and lick it right

So daddy give it to me, you gon 'head and work it

You flip me all around, I ain't tripping if you hurt it

Trick a lot of do'dy, and we can act a little fully

Cl'Che and 3-2, is on that naughty nasty do it yeah

[Hook x2]

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