TGIT Lyrics

(Yeah)

Y'all already know man

It's P.M

Where my double dipped people at

When they see your hips

Tell em "please don't trip

Thank- thank God I'm thick"

And my body double dipped

Thank- thank God I'm thick

T-G-I-T thank God

T-G-I-T thank God

Gimme a double double portion

You know I like a body that's out of proportion

I'm built like a land rover not a porsche and

Extra large are the only clothes that I'm sporting

I got some meat on my bones

Tearing up the wings till there ain't no meat on the bones

And you best believe I add the creatine to the flow

Got stretch marks on my booty I ain't worried bout it though

Gimme some food and I'm drooling

While I'm fueling and I get so happy that I barely be chewing

Nahh I'm fooling but it's partly true and I'm assuming

That you would be dueling if somebody up and took your food like

What the heck are you doing

Should've knew it was war… don't be telling me "cool it"

My bad I get so lost in the music

All I'm saying is the thick life chose me

But hell, frequently I choose it

When they see your hips

Tell em "please don't trip

Thank-- thank God I'm thick"

And my body double dipped

Thank-- thank God I'm thick

T-G-I-T thank God

(Where my thick people?) (Thank God)

T-G-I-T thank God

I ain't saying that I'm Rick Ross

But in the same vein I am a big boss

I'm a combo meal I got that extra sauce

Thicker than a milkshake with some tasty froth

Now that's a Mike Tyson rhyme

My boxers fit like briefs but that's fine

I take my daily protein with a bottle of wine

Your girl say you got muscles— why she feeling on mine bruh

Just know that this my anthem

Thick boy I chew it up like xanthan

I'm confident and I can be quite demanding

But can you blame me when I'm so damn handsome

When they see your hips

Tell em "please don't trip

Thank- thank God I'm thick"

And my body double dipped

Thank- thank God I'm thick

T-G-I-T thank God

T-G-I-T thank God