Cheap Thrills Lyrics

Hey, guess what?

I'm fucking on a bad bitch again

Hey, guess what?

Think I'm bout to pass on her friend

Hey, guess what?

You know we bout that action again

Hey, guess what?

We not going backwards again

In a spliff, we gon' pack him in

In a jiffy, back to back with hits

Walking round in the streets

They don't say 3

They call me him

I've been packing heat

Your pockets weak

Go hit the gym

She's a natural actress

She see lights, she down to film

She say, you the man

Mr. Thrice the real deal

With the stick man

I'm a hitman for the kill

Come down, we got lot of cheap thrills

Hey, guess what?

I'm fucking on a bad bitch again

Hey, guess what?

Think I'm bout to pass on her friend

Hey, guess what?

You know we bout that action again

Hey, guess what?

We not going backwards again

Don't you worry bout these hoes

That's the greatest story ever told

A long time ago, I already sold my soul

I already lost my mind

I lost my bro, I lost my hope

Somebody gotta die

I'm riding round with four 4's

At the end of the night

If I'm a slide, it's adios

With the stick man

I'm a hitman for the kill

Come down, we got lot of cheap thrills

Hey, guess what?

I'm fucking on a bad bitch again

Hey, guess what?

Think I'm bout to pass on her friend

Hey, guess what?

You know we bout that action again

Hey, guess what?

We not going backwards again