New York City
Mrs. JP
DJ Chase
Ha ha
Chyea
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Calling Master Splinter
Said what you want for dinner (ha)
You get a thick milkshake for dessert
Dripping down your chin (ah)
Oops I forgot to put the top on the blender
You want the championship?
Well you f*cking with a winner
Pay what you weigh of course (uh huh)
Won't find it at no stores (ah)
This kind of thick only exist inside of these four walls
Pull up, run it up, lick it up
Don't fret about the mess later you can mop it up
When you see me in the streets keep it low, we can dap it up
Double tap with the clique, make it pop it up
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Come baby here's the table set
You don't need no forks follow my lips
It fits, its lips, if Its legit
Let it drip for a bitch then can you taste it
Watch you finish every morsel, no I don't wanna force you (ah)
Imma build you up each brick by brick
Imma top it off with mortar
Oh yeah you stuck now (uh huh), them bitches better duck down (ha)
I will snatch your whole crown, oh no no she don't play round
If I give you my heart, now no homie do not play clown
Go put your remote on mute, its quiet no no no sound
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
DJ Chase - Thick (feat. Mrs. Jp) Lyrics
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New York City
Mrs. JP
DJ Chase
Ha ha
Chyea
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Calling Master Splinter
Said what you want for dinner (ha)
You get a thick milkshake for dessert
Dripping down your chin (ah)
Oops I forgot to put the top on the blender
You want the championship?
Well you f*cking with a winner
Pay what you weigh of course (uh huh)
Won't find it at no stores (ah)
This kind of thick only exist inside of these four walls
Pull up, run it up, lick it up
Don't fret about the mess later you can mop it up
When you see me in the streets keep it low, we can dap it up
Double tap with the clique, make it pop it up
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Come baby here's the table set
You don't need no forks follow my lips
It fits, its lips, if Its legit
Let it drip for a bitch then can you taste it
Watch you finish every morsel, no I don't wanna force you (ah)
Imma build you up each brick by brick
Imma top it off with mortar
Oh yeah you stuck now (uh huh), them bitches better duck down (ha)
I will snatch your whole crown, oh no no she don't play round
If I give you my heart, now no homie do not play clown
Go put your remote on mute, its quiet no no no sound
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Mrs. JP
DJ Chase
Ha ha
Chyea
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Calling Master Splinter
Said what you want for dinner (ha)
You get a thick milkshake for dessert
Dripping down your chin (ah)
Oops I forgot to put the top on the blender
You want the championship?
Well you f*cking with a winner
Pay what you weigh of course (uh huh)
Won't find it at no stores (ah)
This kind of thick only exist inside of these four walls
Pull up, run it up, lick it up
Don't fret about the mess later you can mop it up
When you see me in the streets keep it low, we can dap it up
Double tap with the clique, make it pop it up
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Come baby here's the table set
You don't need no forks follow my lips
It fits, its lips, if Its legit
Let it drip for a bitch then can you taste it
Watch you finish every morsel, no I don't wanna force you (ah)
Imma build you up each brick by brick
Imma top it off with mortar
Oh yeah you stuck now (uh huh), them bitches better duck down (ha)
I will snatch your whole crown, oh no no she don't play round
If I give you my heart, now no homie do not play clown
Go put your remote on mute, its quiet no no no sound
I need a thick stick, something like a bat
I need a go batter go batter
Kn- kn- knock it out the park type (uh)
Something I can hit with
Wrap my lips around it like a big spliff (ha)
Push my breath out to make it fit fit
Writer: Charles Taylor, Latoya Jarvis
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, DJ CHASE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, DJ CHASE PUBLISHING