Turk - One Saturday Night lyrics

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Turk - One Saturday Night lyrics

(feat. Mannie Fresh) [Mannie Fresh talking] Hot in the a** you heards me This a story about the saturday night This the story of how my sh** go You tell yo' sh**, I'mma tell my sh** (Check it out), see scratch (ery) [Mannie Fresh] One saturday night I was looking for some a** I call shawt and ask her could she pa** (come on over) By the house so we can get it going Don't act like that b**h, cause I know you hoein Could you bring your friend, the one that both like And could we do the chu chu train tonite? (check it out) Please give me, a big ole bag of weed Some drink, some rubbers and anything that you need I'm so high I want you to take this dick Wear some sh** that you can take off quick Please hurry up, cause I'm so lonnn-ey ?? baby so hornnn-ey (check it out) One moe' thang I just have to ask Could you put the dick in ya mouth and blast? That's when my alarm clock went off A f**in' wet dream and I nutted in my draws (awwl...b**h) I said biznite uh uh uh uh that's my sh** All the chicks know I rap about my dick, on the saturday night [Turk] I go by the name lil turk, I know you n***as know me (me) n***a play, I'mma put that work and leave this pa** the six feet (feet) I'mma original hotboy, yes I'm down wit cmb (b) Nothin come between me and my n***as, please believe me (me) It's a saturday night of me and my n***as, bout to clic up (up) Corner pocket going down, so you pa**in around and it will be big trucks (trucks) So you know that we love to stunt, so you gotta respect us (us) You could play if you want and I bet your dog a** don't get f**ed up (up) I need a hotgirl 'bout whateva to come home wit me (me) I brought a club over everybody goin home, we gon' make that creep (creep) I'mma f** her all night leave that p**y real so', but she don't want no moe (moe) Soon as I get finish, know what I'mma do, throw that a** out the doe (doe) Yes I play the game raw, cause I don't give a f**, b**h I don't care (care) I'mma dog a** n***a, 'till the day I die, you better believe that dere (dere) (that's my saturday night) [Chorus] 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 dere 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 f** with them hoes I don't care if a n***a want ten million foes I close 'till tomorrow, I'm not servin the gram I want be the one sargent flat tie slam With the city off the chain, packing stuff up My n***a Keith got a freak b**h, he once we tossed up So we 'bout to jet on out and go hop in our whips Got our strap one our hip incase a b**h n***a trip One saturday night Uh uh uh uh uh, you can f** 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 sh**, ya'll wait a second [Mannie Fresh talking] Could see, on saturday night Your b**h cook breakfast You should know cause you gon be there and sh** But if you gon be there, you need to call and let me know So I can get the f** up outta there on saturday night You know sayin? I mean, I love that b**h, you like that b**h, I love that b**h 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 ooo saturday night