Thick Girl Testo

You's a thick girl, I'mma need your number
I been high all day, all summer
And I'm looking for somebody like you
Bend it over, you's a bad momma jumma
Girl, I think I gave you love upon your Tumblr
I'm the president see through like Obama
All I know is counting money, counting commas
I wanna spend it but you gotta show me something
Gotta
Work it, work it
Work it, work it

How you do that there, you got that from your momma
I hope you got no man 'cause I'm not with no drama
I know some bad guys with some backings from the Hondas
That shit go bang bang, hit the street, it sound like thunder
I try to kick it, girl, I'm not your average punner
And when it come to get that, girl, I'm a hunter
I know they mad, they know I'm 'bout to take you under
'Cause girl, you bad, I know you could be Stevie Wonder
We keep it one hundred

Hey, she gonna do it for the dollar, she gonna do it for the vine
Lost my head and I lost my mind
'Cause you moving that ass like you got no spine
We gonna lose that blouse, we gonna lose your jeans
We gonna lose ourselves, shit, we gonna lose time
We gonna lose everything for the next few hours
You gonna lose yourself and I'm gonna lose mine Ah, shit, here I come, hit her from the back, make her run
See through on the track, that's no pun
I done made the beat, hit me on the drums
Give me all the sun, you would not lose
I won't leave on the rap but I got two
2080 Gang, still the same shit, we want you, that girl that you came with
So grind there

Work it, work it
Work it, work it

You's a thick girl, I'mma need your number
I been high all day, all summer
And I'm looking for somebody like you
Bend it over, you's a bad momma jumma
Girl, I think I gave you love upon your Tumblr
I'm the president see through like Obama
All I know is counting money, counting commas
I wanna spend it but you gotta show me something
You gotta