sensei wu - thiccboigrant lyrics
b-tches with the thot knot
i don’t f-ck with cops
all these hoes doing mother f-ckin t-tty drops
thickest boi in the block
when i whip out the c-ck
got yo b-tch just starin in shock
yo
yo b-tch asking to ride it on top
not gonna say no so why the f-ck not
9mil with the gunshot
d-mn that sh-t hot
puttin 10 million in mother f-ckin yacht
yo
the ice on my chain cold
vs on the ring made my f-ckin hand froze
i been in the seas takin all your d-mn hoes
all i want is to shake it like amber rose
shake that -ss
shake that -ss
shake that -ss
yuh
thiccboigrant
thiccboigrant
thiccboigrant
f-ck
shake it like you on a f-ckin trampoline
shake it like you in a f-ckin limousine
shake it like you haven’t had your nicotine
shake it like your drunk at homecoming
shake that -ss
shake that -ss
shake that -ss
yuh
booty smack
booty smack
booty is a snack
bucket hat been pullin all the p-ssy
got yo b-tch straight manging on my woody
godd-mn that p-ssy taste like cookie
should i eat it i don’t know b-tch should he
b-tches on his block call him sensei wu
he don’t really know what to do about you
fill u up with lead from yo head to your shoes
but
at that point he’d be lighting the fuse
what
small town boy growin up from the bottom
parents both dead wonder who the f-ck shot em
trying hard to find peace in the lost art of rap
havin real trouble just tryna adapt
he can’t adapt
my n-ggas black
givin heart attacks
on a stack of cash
all you n-ggas wack
givin booty smacks
to the -ss that claps
suckin on my sack
do whatever task
anything i ask
i been on the track
throwin b-tches back
i don’t f-ck with that
but that -ss is fat
and the t-tties flat
that’s all i ask
from a b-tch
know who you f-ckin with
thiccboigrant dont f-ck with it
celibate
reaching in my bag of tricks
for the loaded clip
got a landing strip
i don’t give a sh-t
lemme get a hit
hit of what
hit if it
i don’t give a sh-t
mother f-ckers on my d-ck yuh
she be doin splits
on my d-ck
i been into it
grab her t-ts
and pray that there ain’t no d-ck
(what?)
ay n-gga, p-ss the boof
n-gga i’m the truth
i don’t f-ck with you
with your sketcher shoes
vs on my tooth
i been on her b00bs yuh
cruisin down the street
she a freak
gucci on my feet
i just saw an enemy
i drop him wit my f-ckin heat
pimpin all yo hoes
to my bros
that’s just how it goes
noones here to tell me no
i been suckin on her toes
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