Mr 3-2

Mr 3-2 - Cashy Ashy lyrics

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(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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