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young turk - one saturday night lyrics

[mannie fresh talking]
hot in the -ss you heards me
this a story about the sat-rday night
this the story of how my sh-t go
you tell yo’ sh-t, i’mma tell my sh-t
(check it out), see scratch (ery)

[mannie fresh]
one sat-rday night i was looking for some -ss
i call shawt and ask her could she p-ss (come on over)
by the house so we can get it going
don’t act like that b-tch, 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 d-ck
wear some sh-t that you can take off quick
please hurry up, cause i’m so lonnn-ey
?? baby so h-rnnn-ey (check it out)
one moe’ thang i just have to ask
could you put the d-ck in ya mouth and blast?
that’s when my alarm clock went off
a f-ckin’ wet dream and i nutted in my draws (awwl…b-tch)
i said biznite uh uh uh uh that’s my sh-t
all the chicks know i rap about my d-ck, on the sat-rday night

[turk]
i go by the name lil turk, i know you n-gg-s know me (me)
n-gg- play, i’mma put that work and leave this p-ss the six feet (feet)
i’mma original hotboy, yes i’m down wit cmb (b)
nothin come between me and my n-gg-s, please believe me (me)
it’s a sat-rday night of me and my n-gg-s, bout to clic up (up)
corner pocket going down, so you p-ssin 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 -ss don’t get f-cked 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-ck her all night leave that p-ssy real so’, but she don’t want no moe
(moe)
soon as i get finish, know what i’mma do, throw that -ss out the doe (doe)
yes i play the game raw, cause i don’t give a f-ck, b-tch i don’t care (care)
i’mma dog -ss n-gg-, ’till the day i die, you better believe that dere (dere)
(that’s my sat-rday night)

(chorus)
uh uh uh uh uh, one sat-rday night
uh uh uh uh uh, that’s what i like
uh uh uh uh uh, one sat-rday night

it was one sat-rday, 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-ck with them hoes
i don’t care if a n-gg- 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-gg- keith got a freak b-tch, 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-tch n-gg- trip
one sat-rday night

uh uh uh uh uh, you can f-ck her, you can cry
uh uh uh uh uh, on sat-rday night
uh uh uh uh uh, i’m gon be naked
uh uh uh uh uh, i can’t think some sh-t, ya’ll wait a second

[mannie fresh talking]
could see, on sat-rday night
your b-tch cook breakfast
you should know cause you gon be there and sh-t
but if you gon be there, you need to call and let me know
so i can get the f-ck up outta there on sat-rday night
you know sayin?
i mean, i love that b-tch, you like that b-tch, i love that b-tch
her head is like bad on sat-rday night
see what i’m sayin?
sat-rday night head, is like best head in the world
on sat-rday night
like ooo sat-rday night

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