Thread lyrics
by Your Stepdad
*Lyrics from Snippet*
Hanging her heart by a thread (Huh)
I know she wish I was dead
She mean more than a presi (Huh)
Presi don't impress she (Huh)
Eye contact put me in a go mode, in a matter of time, that sh*t get messy
Why when I call, you ain't hit back?
Call on hold, my get back coming
All my hoes got Kit-Kat's coming
Bless yo— (Uh, sh*t)
Bless your friend with a big fat stomach, how did he manage to get so crummy? (Uh, sh*t, yeah)
How 'bout you ask yourself that, dummy
I know she wish I was dead (Huh)
Hanging her heart by a thread (Huh)