Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Throwed, artist - SWISHAHOUSE.
Date of issue: 25.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Throwed |
Ha come on, come on |
Come on, come on, come on |
5th Ward Weebie got the girls you know |
Swisha-Swish-Swishahouse, got the girls with us |
See up in this building right now, Fat Boy Entertainment |
Swishahouse baby, we gon do it like this here |
Rock with me, rock with me, rock with me |
I’m looking for a girl, that’s throwed |
Nice feet, ice white teeth that’s throwed |
The way she backing and working that thang, that’s throwed |
6−5-4 she high, now let’s go oh |
You gotta rock-rock-rock-rock-rock the boat |
I heard you was a head hunter, with a sloppy throat |
Now like a man, come and break it off and let Weebie you understand |
Now you know this boy go off |
Now come on baby won’t you back it up, I’m about to smack it up |
That ass sitting low, so I guess I gotta jack it up |
Put you on the wall and make you holla, ooh daddy |
Call your other girl, and toss that thang like a salad |
No I ain’t no freak, I’m just a little bit nasty |
I like a one night stand, I ain’t trying to get married |
5th Ward Weebie, got them girls going crazy |
After I get with em, they be trying to have babies |
Look at shorty she throwed, she working that there |
Fat Boy Entertainment, gon serve that there |
You know I like 'em throwed off, first time clothes off |
Shit I ain’t tripping, I got plenty I could roll something |
I want a cutie, that could drop it like it’s hot |
And do tricks with the booty |
A floozy that’ll straight up, tell me she wanna do me |
A girl that can twerk and squirt on it, like she knew me |
In the streets she classy, in the sheets she nasty |
Doing shit for me without me even much asking |
Mike Jones, she’s 36−25−34 |
Cute face slim waste, need I say more |
These girls, in Clutch City |
Come equipped, with big hips lips and titties them big old thangs |
You wanna jump in leather wood, then drop your g-string |
Let your tongue hang, and show off your tongue ring |
Now play with it, slowly lick your lips with it |
And show all the tricks, that you can do with it |
That g-string you got on, got everybody watching |
Niggas bopping, and them hating hoes knocking |
Cause your feet really nice, your teeth ice white |
You the throwed lil' mama, I been looking for all night |
So just come with Mike Jones, walk with Mike Jones |
So when I’m done with your ass, you gon crawl for Mike Jones |
You don’t want it with me, I’m just popular |
Now these people, pay to party with me |
I got girls in the V.I.P., getting it on |
And they ain’t leaving, till they show they thong |
Some slim some big, some know they wrong |
But they all act a fool, when they hear my song |
I’m Choppa-Choppa, yeah I got another one |
Street baller Body Head, did I-did I stutter son |
I’m wilding out, off a bottle of Henn |
Got a line of girls waiting, at the Holiday Inn |
Mike Jones and Choppa-Chop, always flocking 'em in |
But I’m stopping again, cause she ain’t hot as your friend |
Yeah I told your girl, don’t hate a playa |
But if you is a throwed chick, you can page a playa |
I heard 5th Ward Weebie, got them hoes off the heezie |
Your boy lil' Choppa, bout to break 'em off proper |
And I heard, when she want the right song |
Who she call for Mike Jones, holla at your boy |
Houston and New Orleans, ain’t no way you gon serve me |
Choppa-Choppa hold it down, representing that Dirty |
(*outro*) |
She want Chop-Chop |
She love Chop-Chop — 3x |
She want, she want, she want, she want |
She want Mike Jones — 4x |
She want, she want, she want, she want |
She want, she want |