""17"" genre: Bass
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	A heavy "Bass-Bottom" groove w/ a 'freaky man vs. woman' story line. A definite dance club record.
	MP3.com CD: Boss Freakin' - buy it! CD: Boss Freakin'   Label: Potent Seed Music Co, Credits: written and produced by Rodney
	Story Behind the Song The idea for the song came after I met a girl in Valdosta, Ga during a gas station encounter. I was enroute to Jacksonville, Fla. to hang-out w/ some family down there and catch a short 4-day cruise. Lyrics Chorus: I'm just a dog, and you can pull my chain I heard you like to freak alot, so girl don't miss this train I heard you're a "young-buck", just 17 I won't tell if you don't tell, 'cause you got what I need . . . *1st VS. - Lady you've got sex appeal I've seen you in your short skirts w/ the high heels I heard you're lookin' for a man fo' life I'm hoping that you let me make plans tonight Let me hit the spot- whassup (?) You make me get it up when I see you get "buck" Here's a cell number hit me up We can sip some ice-cold "cham" from the cup The "bubbly" will taste so lovely It make you really wanna' tell me what you're thinkin' of me & if it's somethin' good, maybe then you should let me "nail" you like a woodpecker nails on wood Even when I'm puffin' lah on the corner I'll be tellin' all my homeboys that I'm gonna' bone-ya Word on the block is you're so young I know you're gonna' be "sprung" when you taste my tongue Girl it gets no sweeter than this a pocket full of cash w/ a "stiff-..." to kiss I'm the playa that you dream about & I'mma push till the body cream runs out *-[CHORUS]-* *2nd VS.- Is it true about your young age? Is it true that you're only in the 12th grade? I like it when you tell me lies 'Cause I'mma lie to you when I stroke them thighs If you lie to me, lie to me on tape I need some defense that'll help me beat the case 'Cause the courtroom cuts like a knife a case like that'll get me 'locked' for life 3 strikes, & I'm out like a lamp No beat machines, no mics, no amps Locked up in a 2-man room No "wham-whams", no more "zoom-zooms" I can't see myself in the 'pen' I just can't see myself goin' in Girl I just can't risk it Unless you say on tape that you gave me them 'biscuits' *-[CHORUS]-* *3rd VS.- Forget the club, we can kick it in the parking lot I've got a van w/ a cot I've got the EQ tapes in the speakers Put a 'hump' in yo' back let a pimp freak you We can "hump-wit-it" in the van Matter-of-fact, me & my man got a plan He can drive while I work yo' dress "A-town pimps" iz the craziest Maybe we can take turns I can tell that you've got a whole lot to learn About love, and lust, and trust Passion, everlasting, and stuff You must take off your make up So I don't have it on my collar when I wake up That way I won't have to explain to my girlfriend and we can do it all again Why don't you let me come to yo' house Tell your folks that I'm comin' so it won't be un-announced You can tell yo' mama I'mma classmate Studyin' for a math test, we'll be up late and if she don't buy that I got a 5th of Henessy and we can try that The "Hen-dawg" is gonna' knock her out & me and you can freak all over the house Why don't you let me turn it out From the bathroom to the last room in the house It's more than one way to "skin-a-cat" 'butt-naked', it don't matter where we're at I wanna' know just what you're made of, hey love I can say "love" if you play "love" Tonight it's on you to get wild So I can have another video on file *-[CHORUS]-* (2 times)

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