Thick Thighs ft. Crispy Gotti & Diallo Ve Lyrics

She's the one in your city watchin' now My P.M. always makin' ton of hoes to go to hell

Back shots got her runnin' but she screamin' for more Bag of my song, ass up, head to the floor

Baby girl think it's fuck ass, ain't like a piece She got that ass out of state but she frontin' deep

Baby ass fat as hell, titties premium too She be watchin' for a frigger, he in a Guinean suit

Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit

Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit, Shawty on the shit

Thick thots really save us She suck dick while a dicker drive

No hands, baby, go slide You gettin' money and you so fine

Baby girl think it's fuck ass, ain't like a piece She got that ass out of state but she frontin' deep

She in her own tax bracket and she keep it peak She only fuck with real niggas that be out of reach

My type of bitch be on her shit, she don't fuck with lames She don't entertain games, don't care bout the fame

Don't eat that Shakira ball if she makin' money I told her just be patient, baby, and just wait for me

Makisha want Dior, Tiff want Chanel My BMO is naked, told that ho to go to hell

My bitch want a new Birkin and some new Gazelles Told her I'm about to go and get it after this last sale

I'm a rich nigga doin' what a rich nigga do Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch too

You a rich bitch that come and fuck with me, then we win it

Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit

Thick thighs really save vibes She suck dick while a nigga drive

No hands, baby, go slide You gettin' money and you so fine

I came up without a job, I had to do what I do Size seven and Chanel's, I had to get her the boots

Baby ass fat as hell, titties premium too She be watchin' for a figure, eatin' linguine and soup

Every time you get dressed, send a picture of you They like, can she suck dick, can you picture a flute

Every tune that bitch play, she be singin' to me Hips rockin, pussy poppin, baby, bring her to me

Back shots got her runnin, but she screamin' for more Bangin' my songs, ass up, head to the floor

If you thinkin' what I'm thinkin, baby, you mine for life Mine, all right, girl, you with your nigga tonight

Turn your phone on DND, watch a movie with me Fall asleep on my chest, put your hands on my D

Wake up in the morning, you know breakfast on me Next thing you know, we goin' shoppin' for a new ring

Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit

Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Thick thighs really save vibes

She suck dick while a nigga drive No hands, baby, go slide

Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit

Shawty on her shit, Shawty on her shit Shawty on her shit