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ydk jay - thick hoes lyrics
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
yeah b_tch, yeah b_tch yeah
i need a bad thick b_tch i ain’t tryna f_ck unless the b_tch, i just walk in the spot and seen the hoe movin’ d_mn the b_tch got class. she just want a real n_gga with some money she gone make it clap for the cash, i just cut the hoe off i ain’t really trippin’ bout a b_tch i already had
nah this sh_t no cap she callin’ my phone beggin’ for the d_ck on a monday, this b_tch need jesus, f_ck on the b_tch and knock her ass to church on a sunday, ain’t no playin’ both sides so you better choose cause this sh_t can only go one way, b_tch i’m tryna chill i ain’t tryna talk i cut the hoe off she was two face
my diamonds they hit in dark when i walk b_tch i’m shining bright like a disco, if i wanna get high i’ma roll me a wood b_tch i can f_ck with the dispo. this lil b_tch classy and nasty but she f_ckin’ a street n_gga, tell that f_ck n_gga i don’t want the hoe i kick her out and let the streets hit her
h_ll nah i ain’t i paying for the p_ssy if i want her i f_ck her for free, she ain’t give you no p_ssy? i wonder why, probably cause she gave it to me
i might fly out to cali b_tch i’m gettin’ high today, high as the f_ck i might fly away, think i’m finna have a heart attack b_tch i seen that sh_t from a mile away (god d_mn)
d_mn she nasty, make that b_tch give me top without asking she tryna f_ck b_tch we make it happen she throw that ass in my lap i’ma slap it. (ok lets go)
d_mn she nasty, i’m tellin’ the b_tch i ain’t askin’ i might hit me a l!ck and then empty the clip got my gun in the park i’m jurassic
that b_tch givin’ good head (lets go) i call that lil b_tch a head doctor yeah fasho, i’m tryna run up this check by tomorrow i need me a hundred bands for the show. i f_ck her so good made her tap out beat it again then i’m blowin’ her back out, i kick her out then i’m back on the road on the way to the tre tryna see what they hype bout
nah i ain’t tryna conversate if we ain’t talkin’ bout a f_ckin’ bag, this b_tch really think cause i f_cked i’ma take her out and blow a f_ckin’ bag (she goin’ out sad) my lil brother he was the grind and my big brother steady doing time, i’m steady thinkin’ the world is mine but (yeah yeah i ain’t worried bout that fake ass sh_t). she wanna f_ck cause she see i’m a artist she wanna f_ck cause see i’m shooter, steppin’ on sh_t all my n_ggas some soldiers play with the mob we’ll do ya, lil b_tch i’m n o r f s i d e n_gga, next n_gga move wrong on my block he must wanna d i e n_gga (b_tch lets go)
d_mn she nasty, make that b_tch give me top without asking she tryna f_ck b_tch we make it happen she throw that ass in my lap i’ma slap it. (ok lets go)
d_mn she nasty, i’m tellin’ the b_tch i ain’t askin’ i might hit me a l!ck and then empty the clip got my gun in the park i’m jurassic
d_mn she nasty, make that b_tch give me top without asking she tryna f_ck b_tch we make it happen she throw that ass in my lap i’ma slap it. (ok lets go)
d_mn she nasty, i’m tellin’ the b_tch i ain’t askin’ i might hit me a l!ck and then empty the clip got my gun in the park i’m jurassic
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