Tom: A minor•
Verse 1
Uh huh
Uh huh uh huh
F
Am
Uh huh uh huh
She want that thug shit
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hitting it right
F
Cuz ever since that night
That bitch been hittin the phone
Am
She want that thug shit
G
Am
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hittin it right
Am
That bitch been hittin the phone
Verse 2
Am
Im so mutha fuckin off the chain
Its a awful thang
F
Am
And you bitch ass niggas
cant stop me man
I heard you was looking for me
Am
How the hell? Bitch ass nigga im
Right here
And aint never had to run form
F
Am
No suck ol fuck ass bitch ass nigga
Aint never had a problem
F
Am
Never been a flaw
Im the mutha fuckin mobb
F
How you gone try me like a bitch
Am
MJ get hoes all hoes suck dicks
F
A fee chips and you can fuck wit
And they'll gobble the nuts
Am
and then swallow the dick
F
She want a thug nigga wit a big gun
Am
She love thug niggas and drug dealers
F
She'll fuck em in the crib and all
Am
Wit no re spect for her,
his or for her nigga
A young dirty foot dick licker
F
Am
And my nigga if you tell her a lie,
i bet you'll fuck quicker
Say what?
Got dammnit
Am
My nigga, you'll fuck quicker
Verse 3
Am
She want that thug shit
Am
And you must aint hittin
her right cuz ever
F
Since that night that bitch
She want that thug shit
G
Am
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hittin her right ever
F
Am
Since that night that bitch
been hittin the phone
Verse 4
Am
See you dont need to worry bout hoes
Wearing then fancy clothes
and them gold teeth
She'd a been done sucked me up
F
Am
Fuck wit trick and that shit get sold to me
Im bout making my money and taking my shit
F
Am
Thats just how its supposed to be
F
All tay chit chattin and that nick
E
Nack bitch you aint getting
nothing from me
Am
See niggas be loving these hoes
Disrespect em and they
taking that shit to far
She'd a been done broke your heart
F
Fucked your friend and then
Am
ride him around in your car
And she just doing her job
Dont be mad at her nigga
you aint that hard
Bitch done pulled your card
F
Am
Wanna know why cuz she, she
She want that thug shit
G
Am
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hittin
her right cuz ever
F
Since that night that bitch
Am
been hit ting the phone
She want that thug shit
G
Am
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hitting
her right cuz ever
F
Am
Since that night that bitch
been hitting the phone
Verse 5
Am
I get so mutha ficking loose at times
I feel like a nigga bout to loose
they mind i aint lyin
And if i loose my cool like i usually do
F
Am
I start acting just like
a mutha ficking fool
Tryin to stop pimpin yall hoes
F
Am
And every bitch i know gone
be buying me clothes
F
Notice, how i got 10 other hoes
Am
Im hiring and firing so bitch
send other hoes
After me wont be no more
F
Am
Plus T double D dont see no hoe
You want lesser for the boy
Am
I want a threesome not
no C low hoe
You know thug shit
F
Am
That money and blood shit
And you must been hittin
her better cuz every
F
Am
Since that year that bitch
be looking sick oooh
Verse 6
She want thag thug shit
G
Am
That money snd drug shit
And you must aint hitting
her right cuz every
F
Since that night that bitch
Am
been hitting the phone
She want that thug shit
G
Am
That money and drug shit
And you must aint hittin it right cuz every
F
Am
Since that night that bitch been hitting the phone.
Outro 1
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