2 Thicc
I wanted to make a song for like the baddest bitches
Like nah for real like if you're like a 10 out of 10
I need you to throw it back like right now
Real quick just
Oh my
Thunder thighs
Hips wider than the sky yeah
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take you home tonight
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take her home tonight, yeah
Mmmmm too thick
Who's this with the DSL lips
Lil' swag with a little bit of drip
Cartier on her wrist can't nobody tell her shit
She could really care less
Give a fuck about a dick less stress
Still tryna make a move what's next
Cus shooters gotta shoot I ain't even take a shot yet
But I wanna with you(when I shoot)
She not finna refuse
When she get a cup full of this juice
Drop down shake her ass
Lil' mama getting loose off the juice
Oh my uh
Thunder thighs
Hips wider than the sky yeah
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take you home tonight
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take her home tonight, yeah
Yeah you know she had to bust it out on em'
Hit the club white channel bag on em'
Make room VIP sipping wine with the owners
Her opponents looking dead up at her
Shawty must have left a bakery with all of that cake
Giving up the recipe like I know how to bake
Pick it up put it down
Show me how that ass shake earthquake
Hoes going both ways in this bitch
That's time I don't waste
Next time Ima put it on her face
I let her swallow cus she said she like the taste
But next time Ima leave it on her face (Say what)
Like nah for real like if you're like a 10 out of 10
I need you to throw it back like right now
Real quick just
Oh my
Thunder thighs
Hips wider than the sky yeah
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take you home tonight
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take her home tonight, yeah
Mmmmm too thick
Who's this with the DSL lips
Lil' swag with a little bit of drip
Cartier on her wrist can't nobody tell her shit
She could really care less
Give a fuck about a dick less stress
Still tryna make a move what's next
Cus shooters gotta shoot I ain't even take a shot yet
But I wanna with you(when I shoot)
She not finna refuse
When she get a cup full of this juice
Drop down shake her ass
Lil' mama getting loose off the juice
Oh my uh
Thunder thighs
Hips wider than the sky yeah
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take you home tonight
Yeah Ima take you home tonight
Ima take her home tonight, yeah
Yeah you know she had to bust it out on em'
Hit the club white channel bag on em'
Make room VIP sipping wine with the owners
Her opponents looking dead up at her
Shawty must have left a bakery with all of that cake
Giving up the recipe like I know how to bake
Pick it up put it down
Show me how that ass shake earthquake
Hoes going both ways in this bitch
That's time I don't waste
Next time Ima put it on her face
I let her swallow cus she said she like the taste
But next time Ima leave it on her face (Say what)
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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