RahGee - Thinkin' Bout Chu Lyrics

Okay, Act right baby girl and , I be a trick

Like, like, fine lil' black skin, she got the thick
Hips, Hips, if you can shake on the dick, like I'm jackin' the vibe and energy matchin
Think about you, just us on a mattress
Just whyne baby relax it let me show you a trick

I ain't talkin' no, tryna get in my pants
Like, this not a dick, girl, this is a tan
We gone' f*ck to the, we could f*ck to the jam
When you takin' the, you could hold on my hand

But girl, don't get a Gee nigga, mistaken
Like, two guns up, I ain't talkin' no blazer
Wordda' bro , I been stackin' this bread in my favor RahG be the name, we make it lit

Bow, Bow, Okay

Okay, Act right baby girl and , I be a trick

Like, like, fine lil' black skin, she got the thick
Hips, Hips, if you can shake on the dick, like I'm jackin' the vibe and energy matchin
Think about you, just us on a mattress
Just whyne baby relax it let me show you a trick

I ain't talkin' no, tryna get in my pants
Like, this not a dick, girl, this is a tan
We gone' f*ck to the, we could f*ck to the jam
When you takin' the, you could hold on my hand

But girl, don't get a Gee nigga, mistaken
Like, two guns up, I ain't talkin' no blazer
Wordda' bro , I been stackin' this bread in my favor

She a, 10 out of 10, with the braids In I made it this far
I ain't think I could make it, okay
Like we up in the spot, tell me what we doing

Trynna catch me a vibe and, dance to the music
No inside, bitch, me and gifted in two mans
I been right on my pivot, can't afford to loose it, If they tell you to do it, nigga, then you do it,

Niggas pussy, they can't get' into it
Like, rat face, you remind me of Stewart

Okay, Act right baby girl and , I be a trick

Like, like, fine lil' black skin, she got the thick
Hips, Hips, if you can shake on the dick, like I'm jackin' the vibe and energy matchin
Think about you, just us on a mattress
Just whyne baby relax it let me show you a trick

I ain't talkin' no, tryna get in my pants
Like, this not a dick, girl, this is a tan
We gone' f*ck to the, we could f*ck to the jam
When you takin' the, you could hold on my hand

But girl, don't get a Gee nigga, mistaken
Like, two guns up, I ain't talkin' no blazer
Wordda' bro , I been stackin' this bread in my favor RahG be the name, we make it lit

Bow, Bow