Tictactoe

Lordy, Lordy knows that I love them older hoes
Them rejected centerfolds, yeah, the ones that take control
The ones that hold ya close, and the ones that slit ya throat
The ones that fuck your bros and the ones that jack your home, oh

Any type or time of day, tell me, I could get it
Said you feel some type of way, tell us how you feelin'
Said she pissed her life away, time for a refilling!
The pressure from the ceiling, the walls they started peeling!

Uh, huh huh

Now shake it up shake it up, come on shake it up
Uptown, downtown, come on shake it up
We gon' shake it up, we don't, we don't give a fuck
We gon' shake it up, we don't, we don't, give a fuck

And I guess, well I suppose
Virtue come around, guess it's best to hide ya hoe
Guess they'll never know how you get that low
Tictactoe, get out the damn door yo!

Yo, this is for the opposition
Where the fuck you at, god damn I'm livin
God damn I'm chillin, god damn I'm wicked
All around the world, they know they can't kick it

Well I guess we blow Doja
Specially when the night ends, bring that ass over
Bring me that cola, bring me that soda
Tictactoe man, we only get older

Yeah, said we only getting older
Only getting older
Only getting older
It's only getting colder, hoe

Lordy, Lordy knows that I love them older hoes
Them rejected centerfolds, yeah, the ones that take control
The ones that hold ya close, and the ones that slit ya throat
The ones that fuck your bros and the ones that jack your home, oh

Any type or time of day, tell me, I could get it
Said you feel some type of way, tell us how you feelin'
Said she pissed her life away, time for a refilling!
The pressure from the ceiling, the walls they started peeling!



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Writer(s): Andrew Heinrich
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