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