thicc sharon - hell yeah lyrics
[intro]
h+ll yeah
h+ll yeah
h+ll yeah
thicc sharon
[chorus]
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
[verse 1]
i got that drip (drip)
b+tch, i got that drip
i got that cartier sh+t on my wrist
i got your man, took him back to the crib
i’m looking fit (fit)
b+tch (b+tch)
i got the ass and the tits
sw+ngin’ a wagon, i’m keeping it thick
diamonds and gold from my head to my cl+t
yeah, i’m the sh+t (sh+t)
got all the baddest b+tches strutting with me and my crew
heads turn, jaws drop when we step into the room
look so pretty getting litty, doing lines and sipping juice
all you other hoes are fugly, go and crawl back to the zoo
[chorus]
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
[verse 2]
i make the pants drop down (down)
d+cks out (d+cks out)
when sharon steps into the room (room)
tits out
all the world’s my stage and honey, you don’t want to miss out
you hate on me, go kiss my ass, come get those crusty lips out
come and get down, this is it now, start the countdown, we’re going to poundtown
i’m going harder than i ever did (ever did)
f+ck all you b+tches, i don’t care if you are celibate
i’m on my knees, i’m begging please, ‘cause i am such a sl+t
come on and flip me round, and slap me now, and put it in my b+tt (b+tt, b+tt)
just like a cup, cup, cup (yuh, yuh)
come fill me up, up, up (yuh, yuh)
can’t get enough+nough+nough (yuh, yuh)
just fill my gut, gut, gut (yuh, yuh)
i got you moaning and groaning b+tch, from sundown to sun+up
bite marks all over my ass because you know i like it rough
baby, this p+ssy game so k!ller you should lock me up in cuffs
two d+cks creaming in my cheeks, yeah you can call me double+stuffed (uh, uh)
[chorus]
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
all my b+tches in the club, we be f+ckin’ it up
we shaking ass, we shake it fast, and then we turn that sh+t up
look like a model poppin’ bottles + yeah, we pourin’ it up
h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah, h+ll yeah
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