Thottee Tour Llif3 Lyrics

Mister smooth

Mister, "who is them?"

Mister, push up-

Mister, pull up with them big ole rims

Mister, pull up with a hottie-

She got ass, but she still slim

Backshots, this bitch fattie

Late night link, she sending the addy

She call me daddy (I'm not her dad)

I'm not her pops

My ex is tryna spin like Booker T

I made that lil ho kick rocks

Know that I'm cap, I beat her back, fucked that ho out her socks

Who told that we getting married, you thought we was locked?

Didn't even wanna fuck, I want the top, ha

Thots, 'round the country wanna fuck

Pussy, wanna cut me? Try your luck

Froggy? Here a bungee, gon and jump

If you good you can stay round

In the hood, used to hear lot of gun sounds

Nigga pussy, got pressed and he skipped town

They done slept through, I bet they won't bet now

Tryna fit that lil ho in my schedule

Cuz she bad, so I'm tryna come spin 'round

Have my gang throw that muhfuckin' alley oop

You know that I'm slamming that shit down, let's go

Mister smooth

Mister, "who is them?"

Mister, push up-

Mister, pull up with them big ole rims

Mister, pull up with a hottie-

She got ass, but she still slim

Backshots, this bitch fattie

Late night link, she sending the addy

Imma pull up every time

Imma pull up smoking gas, not sipping wine

I hate when you nag and whine

How the fuck could I stop?

The thotties on go every time

I'm nonchalant baby no lie, I'm capricorn, that's just my sign

You cap a lot, that's your disguise, so on Halloween you'll be alright

I just pray when it's all over, you find you a way to see the damn light

I shine bright, I don't need no damn light

Mister smooth

Mister, "who is them?"

Mister, push up-

Mister, pull up with them big ole rims

Mister, pull up with a hottie-

She got ass, but she still slim

Backshots, this bitch fattie

Late night link, she sending the addy

She call me daddy (I'm not her dad)

I'm not her pops

My ex is tryna spin like Booker T

I made that lil ho kick rocks

Know that I'm cap, I beat her back, fucked that ho out her socks

Who told that we getting married, you thought we was locked?