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the godfather - thick bitch lyrics

[intro]
(mia jay c)
you know what the f+ck goin’ on

[chorus]
thick b+tch throw that ass, i’ll catch it (hold on)
freaky b+tch keep on grabbin’ on my necklace (d+mn, b+tch)
this for them n+ggas who ain’t really get the message
you gon’ get them b+tches gone any day, we ain’t stressin’ (any day)
this freak b+tch off the perc’, she rollin’ (she rollin’)
headshot, it’ll leave a n+gga open (wide open)
i be geekin’ off the addys, i’m focused (b+tch, i’m focused)
1942 shots, she open (man)

[verse 1]
“is you rollin’ off a perc’?” b+tch, i might
you ain’t gotta be my b+tch, i just want you for the night
hate when hoes call my phone all day, that sh+t ain’t right
freaky b+tch, she bеnd it over and be dancin’ on the pipе
my other b+tch, she strike it like she ain’t got t++th, she do it trife
high as h+ll, just poured an eight, i’m up there floatin’ with the kites
cougar b+tch, she love to take control and f+ck a n+gga right
come and get charged up, you could rich overnight
hoes throwin’ that ass, lookin’ like they havin’ a fight
we could run it up to f+ck it up and get it back tonight
i just picked her up and got my name, put her on a flight
i’m just tryna live good, why n+ggas tryna steal my life?
[chorus]
thick b+tch throw that ass, i’ll catch it (hold on)
freaky b+tch keep on grabbin’ on my necklace (d+mn, b+tch)
this for them n+ggas who ain’t really get the message
you gon’ get them b+tches gone any day, we ain’t stressin’ (any day)
this freak b+tch off the perc’, she rollin’ (she rollin’)
headshot, it’ll leave a n+gga open (wide open)
i be geekin’ off the addys, i’m focused (b+tch, i’m focused)
1942 shots, she open (man)

[verse 2]
yeah, i’m geekin’ off the addys, i’m focused (i’m focused)
but i ain’t slippin’, i’ll leave a n+gga holey (bah, bah)
sh+t, i was standin’ in the field like a goalie (like a goalie)
my rich b+tch bad as h+ll, she a trophy
she don’t care about the pape’, lil’ n+gga, she’d hold you
lil’ b+tch, she fun+sized, she love to bust it open
i got a secret route on how to get them ‘bows back from oakland
my young b+tch, she gon’ do whatever it take to get a rollie
she’ll walk a n+gga down and then pull off right in a stollie
thick b+tch, thick b+tch that’s gon’ take d+ck
my road dog hit that b+tch, she gon’ take risks (she gon’ hit it)
only god know i only love the real b+tches (i love them b+tches)
only god know i only love the freak b+tches (i love them b+tches)

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