THICK (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)

[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?)
What's up, Ki? (Ay, Ki)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ay), ooh, Ashley (Ayy)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)

[Hook]
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, f*ck, I want all of 'em

[Verse 1: DJ Chose]
Yeah, runnin' 'round the trap right now with a hundred bands on me, I be lookin' like a brick, yeah
Ring around the rosie, I been ridin' with the 40, if you play, you gon' feel that stick, yeah
Pull up to the red light, shawty walk by
Lookin' good, shawty lookin like a lick, uh
Ass in the back like a cake with thе ice cream shake, banana split
Pull up to thе light and I told her whoop-whoop
Pull over, that ass too fat
Tell your boyfriend you don't want him no more, you found you a--- with some racks (A gentleman, hmm)
Open your door (Hmm)
Take you to the store (Hmm)
Let you buy what you want (Hmm)
Yeah, I like NeNe 'cause she bad
I like Tay, she got that ass
I like Neisha, she got cash
We go out, sometimes she spazz
What's up though?
You know, like-
What's up with all of y'all like-
Some of y'all?
One of y'all
One of y'all?

[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?)
What's up, Ki? (Ay, Ki)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ay), ooh, Ashley (Ay)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)

[Hook]
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Ooh)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Ooh)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, f*ck, I want all of 'em (Man, BeatKing)
[Verse 2: Che]
Wassup Atlanta? (East Side)
Wassup Georgia? (Aw yeah)
Ride the beat just like a b*tch that's from New Orleans (Oh yeah)
Good pus*y, yeah you knew that
Wack ass hoe too close, please scoot back
Get the f*ck back b*tch
I'd hate to move you, don't make me do that
(You bet not want to) Uhn
Grab the camera, iCarly
Let's make a movie, I'm gnarly
Spread my ass and sit on his face
And ride his tongue like a Harley
Twerk on his beard, he can't breathe
He like "Damn shawty, please"
Swallow the nut 'fore I leave
And make his debit card say "cheeeseee"
Got a Puerto Rican papi, he go loco (Hola)
And my ass he want some more though
di*k so big had to watch it in slo-mo
f*cking on a broke n*gga? Baby, that's a no-no
I replied to a DM, n*gga said he liked me
I just want a wig, he want me to be his wifey
I'll eat a car 'fore I let a b*tch try me
f*ck the internet, bet a b*tch won't fight me, uh
[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (Hold up, b*tch)
What's up, Ki? (Club God)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ayy), ooh, Ashley (Ayy)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)

[Hook]
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, f*ck, I want all of 'em