[Verse 1: Smoov-E]

Had this...young broad lookin' edible

Had to...fit her into my schedule

Cause she...lookin' back all sexual

Heard her...do serve impeccable

So I...bring the girl to my house

Then she...put my dick in her mouth

She would...take it in, take it out

I wanna...bring her in and bang her out

So I...pulled her hair and slapped her bottom

Took a...step back and shagged her rotten

Mr. Smoov, bis-quit makes you breakfast

Do it...old school style mashed potatoes

And the... whole time we were seventeen

Didn't... even know if you a felony

But you... looked too good

Ready to fuck

So I take a breath

And test my luck

[Chorus: Smoov-E]

Oh baby I just really wanna piece of that ass (that ass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up

You're seventeen, yea

But you're shaking it like a lass (like a lass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up

[Verse 2: Smoov-E]

Pulled this young broad intellectual

Had this big booty incredible

Took her to the back of my vesterole

And gave her hot strokes with my vegetable

She was with her parents at the mall

Now she off with me breakin' the law

Is it prim and trim or straight up ballin'

To take a problem child, problem solved

Do i have to wait and let it last

Or do i alternate and let it pass

If you throw the breaks nad hit the gas

AND I Put it up in your ass

Now your young age could be a problem

But that's bull shit like jaywalking

She was always out every night

Now she hangin' with me hittin' it right

[Chorus: Smoov-E]

Oh baby I just really wanna piece of that ass (that ass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up

You're seventeen, yea

But you're shaking it like a lass (like a lass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up

[Verse 3: Smoov-E]

Had this young broad just lookin' hard

At the driver's seat of her daddy's car

With her out sayin' i know you are

You're my most favorite rapping star

Had to bring this girl to my show

And she brought her friends

Who brought the blows

So i got the girl all alone

In the backseat of going on and on

Bust quick rolled a doobie

Hand to slick my hair

And tie my shoe

It's a routine nothin' new

With a back made revenue

She was too young and ill-advised

So she better not go testify

These police hand cuffs means

She can't get enough' a me

[Chorus: Smoov-E]

Oh baby I just really wanna piece of that ass (that ass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up

You're seventeen, yea

But you're shaking it like a lass (like a lass)

You're tryin' a get me locked up