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So Thick

by Smokey

Riding Down Imperial I hope I see my homies
Wearin too much red, And I Ain't got my pistol on me
I Went to Get the Activis Then after goin home b
Then two cups wit'
Two blunts and
Two b*tches on me
God damn a n*gga like Joey gettin' money
I don't know these n*ggas but these n*ggas isn't funny yeah

Imma make it rain upon ya b*tches when it sunny yeah
And a pus*y n*gga try me get the burner to his tummy like
(Joey Trap)

Its KG Smokey n*gga the biggest scumbag in the city n*gga
Nineteen-oh-fo'
KG f*ck a hoe
Tell her get her rent money off the floor ya' dig
Ya Dig
Ya dig (Ya Dig)
Ya dig (Stupid)

Ya dig (AY)
Ya dig (AY)

b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin' (money keep fallin' yeah)
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin' (ass keep on shakin' yeah)
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin' (money keep fallin' yeah)
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep
Fall--AY (ass keep on shakin' yeah)
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin'
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin'
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fallin'
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep fall

Aye
She call it love, I call it f*ckin'
She call it relationship, I call it nothin'
She say she high, I say I'm buzzin'
I got on polo, I got on Rugby
If she f*ck me imma pass her to cudi
Pop four xans in my lean, look muddy
b*tch wanna f*ck but she look too classy
And I only wanna f*ck if the b*tch look nasty
Fo-Forty cal on my hip, set him on his ass cheeks
Joey Trap drive away, chillin in the backseat
Makin money in the whip, feelin' like a taxi
Nine times out of ten, catch me with a bad
Yellow b*tch with a twin and a dark skin friend
Woke up on the bus then I woke up in a benz
Big booty on my lense, tell them hop in
Fake n*ggas really ridin', hopin' Imma win
Pop hella bars like a n*gga in the pen
Fuc-f*ck her in the mouth now my balls on her chin
I don't really give a f*ck, money in the win
All these b*tches shakin' ass, do it all again Aye

b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
b*tch so thick
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep
Ass keep shakin' but the money keep
Ass keep shakin' but the (Aye)
Aye Yuh

Riding Down Imperial I hope I see my homies
Wearin too much red, And I Ain't got my pistol on me
I Went to Get the Activis Then after goin home b
Then two cups wit'
Two blunts and
Two b*tches on me
God damn a n*gga like Joey gettin' money
I don't know these n*ggas but these n*ggas isn't funny yeah

Imma make it rain upon ya b*tches when it sunny yeah
And a pus*y n*gga try me get the burner to his tummy like
Purple tears part two wavy no shark food
f*ck n*ggas hatin' imma hit him with the harpoon
Hit 'em with the syllables and syllables and words
pus*y n*gga hatin' imma put him on a shirt
Got her on her knees, Tim Tebow (Tebow)
Ratchet on my hip, Home Depot, mmh
f*ck another b*tch to boost my ego, mmh
Got a b*tch that's black and Filipino, mmh
Haha, yuh
f*ck you know about a n*gga diamonds on his teeth
I got
Bad
b*tches
Wit me
They be sippin' somethin' sweet, AYE

b*tch