Ja, Ja Ja, Ja Ja, Jaaaa
Ja, Ja Ja, Ja Ja, Jaaaa

Just sittin’ up in my flat, trying to get some RnR, watchin’ a little TV
Bored out of my brain
I heard a knock at my door, had no clue who it could be, but I got up to get it
Boy was I surprised!

She tried to kiss me
I said, “Hey baby girl, wha-at the fuck?”
Could tell she was horny
and a certain thing of mine was standin' straight up
She said, “Rich, you’re in luck!”
That’s when she told me, she said:

Ja (Ja) She took off her clothes said, “Come here, Ritchie…
Ja (Ja) …Had to leave Till, cuz he was too bitchy…
Ja (Ja) …Mama’s got a little itchie…
Ja (Ja) …Won’t you come over here and scratch it for me?”

Ja, Ja Ja, Ja Ja, Jaaaa
Ja, Ja Ja, Ja Ja, Jaaaa

I know I’m gonna be dead now, if Till ever found out, that’d be the end of me
But damn she looks sweet (she looks sweet)
Too late to stop the hump-hump freight train, but only 2 to 10, he’d never get twenty,        for murdering me.

But OH NO I took that chance, it’s gonna be the death of me
I FORGOT in my pants I had a Trojan petite
I cried out “Uh-uhhhhhh!”
She said, “What’s the deal?”
“I forgot my love sleeve!”
End of romance, put on my pants, freaked out when I saw her leave

Cuz she said
Ja (Ja) She took off her clothes said, “Come here, Ritchie…
Ja (Ja) …Had to leave Till, cuz he was too bitchy…
Ja (Ja) …Mama’s got a little itchie…
Ja (Ja) …Won’t you come over here and scratch it for me?”

Rap:
Tryin’ to be inconspicuous
But she’s so fucking big, it’s ridiculous
And ROWL, Tilly’s pissed and on the prowl
Wanna know who knocked her up, wanna know it now!
Forget about my shame, I gotta tell the truth
How she showed up at my place all in her birthday suit
I can see his veins a-poppin, and I very well know
Don’t even have to bend now to lick up on my toes
Find myself all up in the hospital, I guess bitch ain’t never heard-a no birth control
How’m I doin’ now? I got a precious baby girl, but baby’s mom’s a cow
Believe it or not, Till’s okay with me, he’s got a soft spot for Khira Li
I thought for sure I’d end up dead, you’d be surprised what you can do givin’ a little head,
to say

Ja (Ja) She took off her clothes said, “Come here, Ritchie…
Ja (Ja) …Had to leave Till, cuz he was too bitchy…
Ja (Ja) …Mama’s got a little itchie…
Ja (Ja) …Won’t you come over here and scratch it for me?”

Step back, think a bit, put a rubber on and protect your (SHIT)
Step back, think a bit, put a raincoat on and protect your (SHIT)
Step back, think a bit, put a liebe hat on and protect your (SHIT)
Step back, think a bit, put a Trojan on and protect your (SHIT)

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