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(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Look like DJ Chose) (Hmm, it's Kilo) What's up, Roulette? What's up, Ki? (Ayy, Ki) What's up, Whisper? Damn, I want all three (come here), ooh Ashley (ayy), ooh, ooh, Ashley (ayy, Ashley) I get hard when she walk past me (look at that ass) 'Cause she thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick She make me stutter And her friends (friends) They thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi—, fuck, I want all of 'em Pop that pussy on the dancefloor, make a nigga spend it (spend it) P-Valley is a showdown, bitches shakin' ass and titties (ass) Hair done and my nails done, smelling good, and I look pretty Hit the stage and niggas throw it, I see 20s, 100s, 50s Make that booty rock, bend it over, toot it out Do it from the ankles, let him watch it, it's a movie, ah He call me his cutie pie Getting money, do or die Baby, it go down up at the Pynk, we got it boomin, ah It's Kilo Southern like the college, thick like Jackson, Mississippi Grab the pole, then I whip it Pussy poppin', this ain't strippin Booties bigger out in Texas, that's your man I know you miss him Like 'em foreign, like em pretty He be in that bitch with Whisper What's up, Roulette? What's up, Ki? (Ayy, Ki) What's up, Whisper? Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh Ashley (ayy), ooh, ooh, Ashley (ayy, Ashley) I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass) 'Cause she thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick She make me stutter And her friends (friends) They thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi—, fuck, I want all of 'em Yeah, run around the track right now with a hundred bands on me I be looking like a brick (yeah) Ring around the rosie, I been riding with a 40 Keep complaining you gon' feel that stick (yeah) Pull up to the red like shawty walk by Looking good, shawty, looking like Aaliyah, uh Ass to the back like a cake with an ice cream shake, banana split, hm Pull up to the light, and I told 'em hoo-hoo pull over, that ass too fat Tell your boyfriend you don't want him no more you fine You a, with some racks (a gentleman) Hm, open yo door (hm) Take you to the store (hm) Let you buy what you want (hm) Yeah, I like Nini 'cause she bad I like Tay, she got that ass I like Nisha, she got cash We go out sometimes, she's fast (One of y'all, two of y'all, three of y'all) What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?) What's up, Ki? What's up Lisa? Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh Ashley (Ayy), ooh, ooh, Ashley (Ayy, Ashley) I get hard when she walk past me (look at that ass) 'Cause she thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick She make me stutter And her friends (friends) They thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (thick) Thi-thi-thi-thi—, fuck, I want all of 'em (yeah)
Writer(s): Norman Payne, Justin Seth Riley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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