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Thowin' It Video (MV)




Performed By: Rokeaux
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Romaine Augustine




Rokeaux - Thowin' It Lyrics
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Yea
Oh no
Yea
LIGHTA
I been sippin D'usse
So I'm feeling saucy
She's a nasty, woof
In the street
She classy lassie
Waistline is captivating
Watch how
That ass is shaking
Oh lord
She look back at me
Said boy
Don't keep me waiting
Off
Off me go
Off me go
So soft
On me oh
Oh, one dance
Got me lost in a trance
Homies try to
Pull me out of it
While I'm
Playing wide receiver
And she throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
She lie but I believe her
When she's throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Baby Imma catch it every
Time you throw it
Girl I'm locked loaded
I can shoot
Your club up now
Go half on a yute man
Let's just hop in the
Coupe and bounce
Ever been to pound town
Turn the music up
To drown sound
You could scream
Out loud loud
Cuz we going
Rounds rounds
She got me salivating
Just wanna put my face in
Oh lawd she
Look down at me
Said boy don't keep me waiting
In, in I go
She's getting wetter
Every stroke
Playing wide receiver
And she throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
She lie but I believe her
When she's throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Oh my God Becky
Love how you
Give me necky
Running through my mind
How are you not sweaty
Throwing it back
Girl you so athletic
Like NFL
I'm nasty fa life
My sex game mean
I can't be polite
You know what I like
Face down, hike
Climb pon top if you
Don't fear heights
Now grip di joy stick
Up down, up down
Left right, left right
Bet you can't do it
When I'm deep inside it
Going deep inside it
Imma see come ride it
Like a cowgirl baby
Bet you can't do it
When I'm deep inside it
Going deep inside it
Imma see come ride it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it, mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it, mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Baby Imma catch it
Every time you throw it
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English

Yea
Oh no
Yea
LIGHTA
I been sippin D'usse
So I'm feeling saucy
She's a nasty, woof
In the street
She classy lassie
Waistline is captivating
Watch how
That ass is shaking
Oh lord
She look back at me
Said boy
Don't keep me waiting
Off
Off me go
Off me go
So soft
On me oh
Oh, one dance
Got me lost in a trance
Homies try to
Pull me out of it
While I'm
Playing wide receiver
And she throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
She lie but I believe her
When she's throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Baby Imma catch it every
Time you throw it
Girl I'm locked loaded
I can shoot
Your club up now
Go half on a yute man
Let's just hop in the
Coupe and bounce
Ever been to pound town
Turn the music up
To drown sound
You could scream
Out loud loud
Cuz we going
Rounds rounds
She got me salivating
Just wanna put my face in
Oh lawd she
Look down at me
Said boy don't keep me waiting
In, in I go
She's getting wetter
Every stroke
Playing wide receiver
And she throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
She lie but I believe her
When she's throwing it
Throw, throw throwing it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Oh my God Becky
Love how you
Give me necky
Running through my mind
How are you not sweaty
Throwing it back
Girl you so athletic
Like NFL
I'm nasty fa life
My sex game mean
I can't be polite
You know what I like
Face down, hike
Climb pon top if you
Don't fear heights
Now grip di joy stick
Up down, up down
Left right, left right
Bet you can't do it
When I'm deep inside it
Going deep inside it
Imma see come ride it
Like a cowgirl baby
Bet you can't do it
When I'm deep inside it
Going deep inside it
Imma see come ride it
Now throw it left
And right
Then keep mixing
And mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Slow how I like it
And keep throwing it
Keep mixing it, mixing it
Now pop, pop pop it
Keep on mixing it, mixing it
Mixing it, mixing it
Baby Imma catch it
Every time you throw it
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Writer: Romaine Augustine
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