Yeah
Shoutout Blueface, man
Bust down, Thotiana
Yeah
If I put it in her then she cumming twice
Pussy water damaged, had to dip in rice
You want the rollie or the puppy?
Baby, name the price
F*ck that shy shit
When we f*ck I don't cut the lights
I wanna see that face
I wanna hear them moans
Get as loud as you want cause we home alone
Room smell like sex, perfume, and cologne
I tried to hide you from my fans but our cover blown
F*ck it, I ain't trippin', you a bad bitch
And when we be together we look mad rich
Plus you look a lot better than my last bitch
But I know you wouldn't f*ck with me if i ain't had shit
F*ck it though, I'ma love you for the nightiana
Last chance, in the morning got a flightiana
Mixed drinks, got Ciroc with the Spriteiana
Am I too big, or is that pussy just too tightiana?
Playin' with the kitty with my left hand
I got a Richard Millie on my left hand
That's a hundred fifty on my left hand
This expensive sex, you couldn't do this with your ex man
First night shit, it ain't wrong, it was feelin' right
How words make that ass move to the white?
Ha, expensive dick, this not any type
Show a nigga why I should let you stay the night
Bust down, Thotiana, you gon' work for this comma
Had to leave my old bitch, she was way too much drama
Bend her over, Futurama
You can not meet my mama
You can not get my number
I'ma text off Obama
(Yeah)
I don't play with these hoes
We f*cking or what?
I don't got time, I'm too old
Tour after tour, bitch, I stay on the road
Niggas hatin' on me, had to go cop a pole
Bitch, I'm a rapper rapper
Pull up with your friend, I'ma f*ck with who badder
These broke niggas pissed, you should check on your bladder
She said she got a man, like that shit really matter (heh)
That YouTube shit for the kids
When that camera cut off, bitch you know what it is
Bitch, you know how I get and this drink got me lit
If your bitch in my vlogs, then you know I done hit, nigga
Yeah, ay, ay, yeah
Bust down, Thotiana
Bust down, Thotiana
I wanna see you bust down
Ay, I'm going on tour man
Make sure you scroll down and get your motherf*cking tickets, nigga
We lit
Let's get it
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Yeah
Shoutout Blueface, man
Bust down, Thotiana
Yeah
If I put it in her then she cumming twice
Pussy water damaged, had to dip in rice
You want the rollie or the puppy?
Baby, name the price
F*ck that shy shit
When we f*ck I don't cut the lights
I wanna see that face
I wanna hear them moans
Get as loud as you want cause we home alone
Room smell like sex, perfume, and cologne
I tried to hide you from my fans but our cover blown
F*ck it, I ain't trippin', you a bad bitch
And when we be together we look mad rich
Plus you look a lot better than my last bitch
But I know you wouldn't f*ck with me if i ain't had shit
F*ck it though, I'ma love you for the nightiana
Last chance, in the morning got a flightiana
Mixed drinks, got Ciroc with the Spriteiana
Am I too big, or is that pussy just too tightiana?
Playin' with the kitty with my left hand
I got a Richard Millie on my left hand
That's a hundred fifty on my left hand
This expensive sex, you couldn't do this with your ex man
First night shit, it ain't wrong, it was feelin' right
How words make that ass move to the white?
Ha, expensive dick, this not any type
Show a nigga why I should let you stay the night
Bust down, Thotiana, you gon' work for this comma
Had to leave my old bitch, she was way too much drama
Bend her over, Futurama
You can not meet my mama
You can not get my number
I'ma text off Obama
(Yeah)
I don't play with these hoes
We f*cking or what?
I don't got time, I'm too old
Tour after tour, bitch, I stay on the road
Niggas hatin' on me, had to go cop a pole
Bitch, I'm a rapper rapper
Pull up with your friend, I'ma f*ck with who badder
These broke niggas pissed, you should check on your bladder
She said she got a man, like that shit really matter (heh)
That YouTube shit for the kids
When that camera cut off, bitch you know what it is
Bitch, you know how I get and this drink got me lit
If your bitch in my vlogs, then you know I done hit, nigga
Yeah, ay, ay, yeah
Bust down, Thotiana
Bust down, Thotiana
I wanna see you bust down
Ay, I'm going on tour man
Make sure you scroll down and get your motherf*cking tickets, nigga
We lit
Let's get it
Shoutout Blueface, man
Bust down, Thotiana
Yeah
If I put it in her then she cumming twice
Pussy water damaged, had to dip in rice
You want the rollie or the puppy?
Baby, name the price
F*ck that shy shit
When we f*ck I don't cut the lights
I wanna see that face
I wanna hear them moans
Get as loud as you want cause we home alone
Room smell like sex, perfume, and cologne
I tried to hide you from my fans but our cover blown
F*ck it, I ain't trippin', you a bad bitch
And when we be together we look mad rich
Plus you look a lot better than my last bitch
But I know you wouldn't f*ck with me if i ain't had shit
F*ck it though, I'ma love you for the nightiana
Last chance, in the morning got a flightiana
Mixed drinks, got Ciroc with the Spriteiana
Am I too big, or is that pussy just too tightiana?
Playin' with the kitty with my left hand
I got a Richard Millie on my left hand
That's a hundred fifty on my left hand
This expensive sex, you couldn't do this with your ex man
First night shit, it ain't wrong, it was feelin' right
How words make that ass move to the white?
Ha, expensive dick, this not any type
Show a nigga why I should let you stay the night
Bust down, Thotiana, you gon' work for this comma
Had to leave my old bitch, she was way too much drama
Bend her over, Futurama
You can not meet my mama
You can not get my number
I'ma text off Obama
(Yeah)
I don't play with these hoes
We f*cking or what?
I don't got time, I'm too old
Tour after tour, bitch, I stay on the road
Niggas hatin' on me, had to go cop a pole
Bitch, I'm a rapper rapper
Pull up with your friend, I'ma f*ck with who badder
These broke niggas pissed, you should check on your bladder
She said she got a man, like that shit really matter (heh)
That YouTube shit for the kids
When that camera cut off, bitch you know what it is
Bitch, you know how I get and this drink got me lit
If your bitch in my vlogs, then you know I done hit, nigga
Yeah, ay, ay, yeah
Bust down, Thotiana
Bust down, Thotiana
I wanna see you bust down
Ay, I'm going on tour man
Make sure you scroll down and get your motherf*cking tickets, nigga
We lit
Let's get it
Writer: Cash Jones, Earl Johnson, Johnathan Porter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.