Thot B!tch!
I ain't fucking with no thot bitch
Only come around when I got shit
I ain't tryna kick it with you kick bricks
Disappear with them hat tricks
How bout you trampoline off of my dick
I don't want you blowing up my tip
So I'm not giving out my digits
Moving too fast, click it or ticket
If she ain't got the bands tell her move
Independent woman with some money that's a mood
Tryna twist on my wood bitch you got it screwed
Prolly with her ex but she running with the next
Pussy so wide it could turn into a net
It's a free flow but it prolly don't get wet
Pussy so foul it be talking it's a threat
Pussy running trains on em it could make a nigga sweat
Tell em I'm the son of Ben Frank
Imma keep it hundred quite frank
They be like "Run" nigga "run" I be on my Tom hanks
Swerving all the thots why you playing shit stank
Reject her she go blank
I know you put a lot of things in that tank
So if you don't mind, I pass
Then she go bezerk, no class
That body looking like a hour glass
Them niggas prolly paid for her ass
No disrespect to the woman, I'm just speaking on real life shit
I ain't fucking with no thot bitch
Only come around when I got shit
I ain't tryna kick it with you kick bricks
Disappear with them hat tricks
How bout you trampoline off of my dick
I don't want you blowing up my tip
So I'm not giving out my digits
Moving too fast, click it or ticket
Only come around when I got shit
I ain't tryna kick it with you kick bricks
Disappear with them hat tricks
How bout you trampoline off of my dick
I don't want you blowing up my tip
So I'm not giving out my digits
Moving too fast, click it or ticket
If she ain't got the bands tell her move
Independent woman with some money that's a mood
Tryna twist on my wood bitch you got it screwed
Prolly with her ex but she running with the next
Pussy so wide it could turn into a net
It's a free flow but it prolly don't get wet
Pussy so foul it be talking it's a threat
Pussy running trains on em it could make a nigga sweat
Tell em I'm the son of Ben Frank
Imma keep it hundred quite frank
They be like "Run" nigga "run" I be on my Tom hanks
Swerving all the thots why you playing shit stank
Reject her she go blank
I know you put a lot of things in that tank
So if you don't mind, I pass
Then she go bezerk, no class
That body looking like a hour glass
Them niggas prolly paid for her ass
No disrespect to the woman, I'm just speaking on real life shit
I ain't fucking with no thot bitch
Only come around when I got shit
I ain't tryna kick it with you kick bricks
Disappear with them hat tricks
How bout you trampoline off of my dick
I don't want you blowing up my tip
So I'm not giving out my digits
Moving too fast, click it or ticket
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Writer(s): Vaughn Knox
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