DJ Goonie, Bad Lucc, Problem - Thot lyrics
[DJ Goonie, Bad Lucc, Problem - Thot lyrics]
That's your ho, I fucked your bitch
Hol' up, your face look mad as shit
She sucked my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
Cause you fucking with a thot, nigga
You fucking with a thot, nigga
That's on mamas
Cause you fucking with a thot, nigga
You fucking with a thot, nigga
That's on mamas that's on mamas!
You fucking with a thot, nigga
I'm a real nigga, bitch
You fucking with a Pac nigga
Graduated from the pills and them rocks
Nigga money, power, respect, come through
Like the Lox, nigga
Fuck a bottle, buy the box, nigga
Bought a Audemar, we don't google
We buy the stock, nigga
Same old boppers, leader of the new school
Spraying on them lockers
No rain gon' stop us
Put the swang on yoppers, flush on the bottom
Gold fangs on the top ones
Lucc game with the chopper
And I'm known for cutting these
Hoes like I'm the bachelor
They stuck in the hood, I'm the spatula
Told these bitches
Expose these bitches for who they are
You a thot, yeah I really know these bitches
Dick is all I owe these
Bitches for being themselves
She a coach bag bitch but she follow Chanel
That's on mamas!
Uhhh, I got riggidy-riggidy racks
And them diggidy dam
The piggidy-piggidy face of a riggidy clown
Black out, back out like a flimsy blouse
Fuck a track out, like racing outside
Pussies chalked outline
Niggas can't be outshined
Out rhymed or out dimes
I'm like Magic in his prime without HIV
(Come on) It's stunting season
It's fuck niggas like gays but
For the other reason
Me and Lucky getting cuddy
In them other reasons
Period, the bitch bleed then
I fucking bleed em
(What?) You fucking with a thot, nigga!
My Compton niggas come with K's like dot
Nigga
Real when I talk, you can tell by my tone
A few instagram likes
The bitch swear that she on!
Live hoes from condos riding in Lambos
Stunting pronto knowing that shit Rondos
She kinda thick, what's your measure?
Say her name bone collector
That's on the set ta
She like the way I dress with
Them 501s on the chill
On our first two visit's
Nasty when I fuck her
Told her keep me out the clinic
On mamas I'm 'bout that business
Blowing money fast but I'm
Standing out them fences
Super pervert, I'm G levert to these bitches
Feeling like that nigga
Back when I was skinny
Before I was filling out them pictures
And fucking with your sister
Mr grab diamond ware share of hoes
And if my bitch didn't have a kid
I'd have a layer for hoes
Hella sick with this pimping
My mama taught me how to tell
A chick from a chicken
Don't be fucking with a Christian
Diamond Lane banging
Ain't hear it then get the trippin'
I'm a king of these thots, nigga, listen
Hol' up, your face look mad as shit
She sucked my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
Cause you fucking with a thot, nigga
You fucking with a thot, nigga
That's on mamas
Cause you fucking with a thot, nigga
You fucking with a thot, nigga
That's on mamas that's on mamas!
You fucking with a thot, nigga
I'm a real nigga, bitch
You fucking with a Pac nigga
Graduated from the pills and them rocks
Nigga money, power, respect, come through
Like the Lox, nigga
Fuck a bottle, buy the box, nigga
Bought a Audemar, we don't google
We buy the stock, nigga
Same old boppers, leader of the new school
Spraying on them lockers
No rain gon' stop us
Put the swang on yoppers, flush on the bottom
Gold fangs on the top ones
Lucc game with the chopper
And I'm known for cutting these
Hoes like I'm the bachelor
They stuck in the hood, I'm the spatula
Told these bitches
Expose these bitches for who they are
You a thot, yeah I really know these bitches
Dick is all I owe these
Bitches for being themselves
She a coach bag bitch but she follow Chanel
That's on mamas!
Uhhh, I got riggidy-riggidy racks
And them diggidy dam
The piggidy-piggidy face of a riggidy clown
Black out, back out like a flimsy blouse
Fuck a track out, like racing outside
Pussies chalked outline
Niggas can't be outshined
Out rhymed or out dimes
I'm like Magic in his prime without HIV
(Come on) It's stunting season
It's fuck niggas like gays but
For the other reason
Me and Lucky getting cuddy
In them other reasons
Period, the bitch bleed then
I fucking bleed em
(What?) You fucking with a thot, nigga!
My Compton niggas come with K's like dot
Nigga
Real when I talk, you can tell by my tone
A few instagram likes
The bitch swear that she on!
Live hoes from condos riding in Lambos
Stunting pronto knowing that shit Rondos
She kinda thick, what's your measure?
Say her name bone collector
That's on the set ta
She like the way I dress with
Them 501s on the chill
On our first two visit's
Nasty when I fuck her
Told her keep me out the clinic
On mamas I'm 'bout that business
Blowing money fast but I'm
Standing out them fences
Super pervert, I'm G levert to these bitches
Feeling like that nigga
Back when I was skinny
Before I was filling out them pictures
And fucking with your sister
Mr grab diamond ware share of hoes
And if my bitch didn't have a kid
I'd have a layer for hoes
Hella sick with this pimping
My mama taught me how to tell
A chick from a chicken
Don't be fucking with a Christian
Diamond Lane banging
Ain't hear it then get the trippin'
I'm a king of these thots, nigga, listen