Lyrics:
Three Oh Seven Ohh

the Northcote I know Out to Preston, I move out Of the three oh seven oh Northcote sluts, trendy cunts Go and get fucked. Northcote sluts, trendy cunts Go and get fucked. Three oh Seven oh

bang bang, gotta go gotta go The hoe is in a coma so I tippy tippy toe Walkin in the dark (tripped) slipped on my shoe (arrrrgh!! ohh shit!!) [tone is

it is But right now you 'bout to witness a nigga gone off that Patron Aight, I'm talkin 'bout seven shots up, y' know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Seven

air Got her legs up in the air Say oh baby this ain't fair And when she ask you what this is Tell her that you listening to (Mattress Music) Ohh You have 'em singing (Ohh

eight-oh wait happened to your lips, you can't prove your telling the truth, you can't hurry beauty like you can't escape jury duty, four seven five

get down with you no more I can't get down I can't get down with you no more I can't get down I can't get down with you no more I can't get down, oh oh

Untrained, starvin like the children in israel First jewel since men spoke hebrew Now niggaz drink brew, guzzle lucefer stew Young e, only eleven, got a three-fifty-seven

rican I don't care, if your booty hole's stinkin' (I want your booty hole, doo doo doo!) One, two, three, furr Get yer booty hole up in hurr Five, six, seven

pussy is some pussy there's no dick like this one It's the very best so yes you can catch one Or two or three or four, five, six Seven gallons, you know