Jailbait

 

Intro

 

Tur-Bo

Yo, take a look at that, actin’ all giddy,

thinkin’ that she grown because she show a pair a titties,

ya pretty but a pity, you don’t know whatcha doin’

and I can guess from how you dress your reputation is screwin’

who the hell are you foolin’

see you droolin’ over Kev, like you want sex with no rubbers

but you look stupid when your crack is hangin’ out like a plumber,

don’t try to wonder why my smile trembled into a frown,

because your wearin’ so much make-up you resemble a clown

don’t get loud, but I’ma tell why ya style don’t work

unless you purposely intending to unbutton ya shirt

to flirt with pervz who won’t pretend to see what under your skirt

with that in mind find me later, persuasion is over,

but you can make a reservation, try again when you older,

but if you wish to be persistent and insist that ya bolder

than stop by Friday night during time I’m not sober

jus’ kiddin’

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town you’re know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.

 

YKC

Why you even try girl, you know you too dumb

Too young, you come and try and get you some

I got 2 words for ya, date and rape

I ain’t tryin to be the one on the run from the jake

Like uma be hidin all up in other states

There’s no me and you this need to be erased

Wait a couple more years I mean

Wasn’t just last week your sweet 16

You play your part but somethings missing

You’re immature but you ain’t listening

My wrist’ bling, you know I got money

You got body lookin like you 20

But ya ain’t right, actin all funny

That’s why your eye’s tearin, nose all runny

I’m telling ya, just wait till you’re legal

Then in the sequel maybe I’ll see you

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town you’re know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.

 

The 23rd Stallion

If you flaunt it, I’ma take it

If you shake it, I’ma spank it,

in the car or the bar or my house you’ll be naked

no way in hell you could fake it,

your legs be shaking when I touch you where it’s sacred

I maybe mistaken

Taken back by age, turn the page,

back to, when she had her clothes on

put them draws on, I think my songs on

you need a ride home, call daddy on the phone

with ya celly and tell him that my last name ain’t Kelly

friends start to ask about the hickies on ya belly

had to stop her when she busted out the jelly

like some freak, dropping Stal dinner off every week

precious time ya waistin’, now I need a replacement

Teeny bopper, not proper, go cry on a shoulder

when you older, come holla, holla, holla

at the show stoppa, stoppa

we’ll discuss it over vodka, ha, ha

 

Chorus

You want it now, you gotta wait

cuz in my town you’re know as Jailbait,

go tell the cops this was a mistake

you think your hot, to us your jailbait.