Thug Thizzle lyrics

[Verse]
Quit flexin' all that money, that's that five inch a lay
Countin' all that tax money, makin' minimum wage
Your dad think he sick, I tell him take a look at this
I got thirty in this b*tch, I let thirty out this rip
Tell all your friends, let's make amends, let's get closer
Black new color color Benz, it look toasted
Sittin' on thirties, hittin' forty, b*tch, I'm coastin' (Skrrt)
Sittin' on thirties, hittin' forty, b*tch, I'm rollin'
Forty on the dash, I stay prayin' for these suckers
I never been a f*ck n*gga, that's why I ain't f*ck with you
What, n*gga? I'll knuckle up and do my thug thizzle
(What, n*gga? I'll knuckle up and do my thug thizzle)
Round of applause, I just met a broad, she's a pilot
Don't tell me that you love me if you don't really love me
Baby, I notice that's the way you feel
When you wanna talk to me, speak proper
Know I'm not your man, but I can be your partner
You dishonest, you disloyal
Tell me why would I f*ck with you?
If I know I f*ck with you, I'm stuck with you
And I can't wait to see you
And I, I, and I
It's the truth, wouldn't wanna lie to you
You ain't the one for me
I ain't the one for you
Say all you gotta do, baby
You don't need no crew, baby
We can have a few, baby
Slide-'lide-'lide-'lide-'lide
She don't wanna f*ck with you, pickle di*k, you the middleman
She just caught me walkin', flick my wrist, I think I caught her eye
(Like that)