lirik lagu throw dat – hotboy wes
[intro]
if you a real b*tch, throw that ass, ho (one*hundred percent platinum, baby)
you don’t even pay ’em all, what they mad for?
crip late, bills paid, you a bad ho
stick your tongue out on a mad ho
[verse 1]
came up ’cause i stayed down
smith & wesson my waist line
bad b*tch, she from h town, got a pretty face and her waist fine
get to it, don’t waste time
play with the p*ssy, i don’t facetime
she graduated, got a great mind
b*tch built different, ain’t they kind
don’t f*ck around with the fake kind
i was locked up, she stayed down
her p*ssy good like grape wine
make a young n*gga say, “ah” (ah)
in the front room, got her face down
stand up in it like eight rounds
let me slide in it like a playground
make a ho move it like ain’t mine (uh)
p*ssy n*gga, don’t play ’round
can’t fool me with no fake smile
no laced blunt, this straight line
ain’t none n*gga gon’ take mine
big draco’s spit straight fire
in the hood hangin’ like a grapevine
sellin’ straight dope in the daytime (bah)
when i eat the p*ssy, i’ma take time
[chorus]
b*tch, throw that ass like you finally found a babysitter (babysitter, b*tch)
you kicked that n*gga out yo’ house and you ain’t playing wit’ him
b*tch, throw that ass like yo’ baby daddy locked up (locked up)
baby glock in your purse, you gon’ pop somethin’
b*tch, throw that ass like you finally found a babysitter (babysitter, b*tch)
you kicked that n*gga out yo’ house and you ain’t playing wit’ him
b*tch, throw that ass like yo’ baby daddy locked up (locked up)
baby glock in your purse, you gon’ pop somethin’ (pop somethin’)
[verse 2]
where you get that ass? must’ve got it from yo’ mama (mama)
where you get that bag? that sh*t gotta be designer (ooh)
she ready to crash, my lil’ shawty from the bottom
call her timmy*timmy turner with that verna like designer (gang)
where you get that ass? must’ve got it from yo’ mama (mama)
where you get that bag? that sh*t gotta be designer (ooh)
she ready to crash, my lil’ shawty from the bottom
call her timmy*timmy turner with that verna like designer (gang)
[chorus]
b*tch, throw that ass like you finally found a babysitter (babysitter, b*tch)
you kicked that n*gga out yo’ house and you ain’t playing wit’ him
b*tch, throw that ass like yo’ baby daddy locked up (locked up)
baby glock in your purse, you gon’ pop somethin’
b*tch, throw that ass like you finally found a babysitter (babysitter, b*tch)
you kicked that n*gga out yo’ house and you ain’t playing wit’ him
b*tch, throw that ass like yo’ baby daddy locked up (locked up)
baby glock in your purse, you gon’ pop somethin’ (pop somethin’)
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