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thicc thicc - fruitii suspect lyrics

[intro]
yeah yeah
let me clear my throat

[chorus]
hit em with the back shots, yeah, i got back rolls
said he want it deeper, doing splits on the d*ck like woah
doing tricks on the d*ck like woah
yeah, he ride that d*ck like woah
got it dripping on my plate like woah
started pulling down my pants like woah
you don’t ride that d*ck like a pro? then you can’t f*ck me hoe
hit em with the back shots, yeah, i got back rolls
said he want it deeper, doing splits on the d*ck like woah
doing tricks on the d*ck like woah
yeah he ride that d*ck like woah
got it dripping on my plate like woah
started pulling down my pants like woah
you don’t ride that d*ck like a pro? then you can’t f*ck me hoe

[verse 1]
yeah they love me cause i’m thick, he said he loving all this ass
i love the way you throw it back, its always dripping from the back
man, just look at my material, ain’t no way i’m going back
i’m a thicc thicc b*tch, all they wanna do is sip
b*tches want drama but there’s only karma, man, your b*tch can stay out my way
3 hours late to my party, and they already eating my cake
b*tch you know we getting drunk drunk, and i’m all up on his lips
anytime they throwing shade i clock ’em, but now he all up on my d*ck
his favorite flavor is pomegranate, he said it tasted very sweet
he sucks me dry like a juice box, he loves to swallow on his knees
all these b*tches playing sn*tch game, they always putting on a character
i slap ’em back into reality, your n*ggas being all embarrassing
regular degular b*tch, i’m getting tired of liking this b*tch
all of these b*tches are making me itch, i think they just bitter i’m s*xy and rich
ice on my neck it be sitting real cold, he spills all his liquor he clumsy and bold
he using no hands and he does as he’s told, i told him to get on this d*ck and control (what)
[chorus]
hit em with the back shots, yeah, i got back rolls
said he want it deeper, doing splits on the d*ck like woah
doing tricks on the d*ck like woah
yeah, he ride that d*ck like woah
got it dripping on my plate like woah
started pulling down my pants like woah
you don’t ride that d*ck like a pro? then you can’t f*ck me hoe

hit em with the back shots, yeah, i got back rolls
said he want it deeper, doing splits on the d*ck like woah
doing tricks on the d*ck like woah
yeah he ride that d*ck like woah
got it dripping on my plate like woah
started pulling down my pants like woah
you don’t ride that d*ck like a pro? then you can’t f*ck me hoe

[verse 2]
i had to pull up to the scene, he gave me some dome but tried to sneak
he tried to flex like he’s a g, so i had to spill all of the tea
pink is my color but i ain’t no b*tch, my fashions like prince
he loves choking on d*ck, i’m so legendary just like *n*lese
i’m mixed with chinese, i’m 100 degrees
they p*ssy they p*ssy these n*ggas are p*ssy
they started to push me but now they just book me
now that i made it there all in their feelings, i know when they see me, i bring insecurity
he eats this ass like it’s his snack, the taste is fruity and that’s a fact
shut the f*ck up, yeah man show me your c*ck
he be giving me cold shoulder, then be giving me daps
[chorus]
hit em with the back shots, yeah, i got back rolls
said he want it deeper, doing splits on the d*ck like woah
doing tricks on the d*ck like woah
yeah, he ride that d*ck like woah
got it dripping on my plate like woah
started pulling down my pants like woah
you don’t ride that d*ck like a pro? then you can’t f*ck me hoe

- fruitii suspect lyrics

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