Aye
[Chorus]
Aye girl, you thick
You ain't gotta worry 'bout sh*t
That ass, my di*k
Back it up right quick then make it
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it
[Verse 1: Smoovie Baby]
Aye, got a hood b*tch and a square b*tch
Both freaks, pus*y poppin' everywhere, sh*t
Got a thick, white b*tch named Crystal
And her head game platinum, Sisqo
She a trip tho', I met her out in Frisco
Had her up in ___ turnin' all type of tricks tho'
And shawty goin' ham on a n*gga
Put that ass on a n*gga
Shook it fast for a n*gga
Top notch swag, goddamn I'm the n*gga
Turn a hundred into ones and my plan is to get her
I'm a G and a freak tho'
Beat the pus*y up and still stickin' to the G-Code
Real sh*t
Call me Will Smith, I'm a bad boy
Pretty n*gga mob, still get up in that ass boy
Pause, now give a round of applause
And I bet that ass looking even better out the drawers
Uh, get loose for a n*gga girl
Yeah
[Chorus]
Aye girl, you thick
You ain't gotta worry 'bout sh*t
That ass, my di*k
Back it up right quick then make it
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it
[Verse 2: Smoovie Baby]
Ok, ok, shawty drop that sh*t
You know exactly what you're doin', gone and pop that sh*t
The way your ass move make me wanna watch that sh*t
And when the lights get low, drop it on my di*k
And back it up like you s'posed to
Phony ass b*tches, they ain't even comin' close to
Past goin' crazy, baby you be goin' postal
Plus I'm a stunna, I can hit it when I want to
Aye, pop that pus*y for a pretty n*gga
Can them buns get any bigga
And real n*ggas eat the box first
But when I'm finish she'll be suckin' on my bratwurst
Hot boy leave up out the club with a bad b*tch
Bumpin' Gucci Gucci in the whip while in traffic
Higher than _____, show me how you do it
Back it on up and go and show me how you do it
Uh, get loose for a n*gga girl
Yeah
[Chorus]
Aye girl, you thick
You ain't gotta worry 'bout sh*t
That ass, my di*k
Back it up right quick then make it
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it
[Verse 3: Kool John]
We gone and my ding long
She suck my ding-dong
Daddy's home, I see your thong
When I hit she won't leave me 'lone
King Ding A Ling, she f*ck me on the throne
She got bad b*tches with her
I smoked a bag and the rich is with her
I want the one that's thicker than a snicker
di*k is what I give her, Rich City representer
pus*y popper, booty bumper, shmop stunna, bunny runner
Honey hunter, joint burner, money earner, let me turn her
If she get it, I stick it and flip it
Pick it up now and dip it
di*k don't fail me now, hold on let me po' up, hold on let me roll up
My di*k longer than a fruit roll up
Drunk so much, I think I'm 'bout to throw up
But first wobble wobble, shake it shake it shake it
Yee, yee, yee
[Chorus]
Aye girl, you thick
You ain't gotta worry 'bout sh*t
That ass, my di*k
Back it up right quick then make it
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Make it
(Repeat)
Uh, get loose for a n*gga girl