Testo Th Th This - Young X
Testo della canzone Th Th This (Young X), tratta dall'album The World Is Yours, Still
All you ladies pop pop pop your pussy like
This this this this this this this this
This this this this
All you ladies pop your pussy like
Pop pop pop your pussy like
This this this this this this this this
Go and drop the beat bet her ass gon' pop
Baby got more mouth than the Bass Pro Shop
Focused on the money and I get a whole lot
Play with the fam I'm gon spin the whole block
Twin flame she a smoke show like a cig
Yeah I like to party but no powder or no jigs
Twistin' up a cone and its never ever mid
Shake and move your hips
Show it off cause you Thick
(This this this)
On these bitches head top
More than a lace front
Lakeshore drive on the way to the munyun
Fine bitch with me riding shotgun
Shit poppin experts
We ain't never playing possum
Go ahead baby pop something
(All you ladies pop your pussy like this)
Forget other women I need you right next to me
(This this)
They said I'm not him I humbly disagree
(This this)
For some cheddar cheese I bet she
(All you ladies pop your pussy like this)
Spend that shit like money grows on trees
Satisfaction guranteed
Lick your next your back
Cookie and your crack
Like a late night snack
This not track
Don't you do no running
Bring that ass right back
Baby you goals like Trinity Rodman
No not yet but we fittin to be locked in
Young Xavier and I bet your neighbors
(Know my name know my name)
Every time I think of you it feels like Deja vu
Theres nobody else like you
Real life shitting on these bitches
In my dreams I'm touching you
Can we rendezvous
(I just want want to be love loved by you)
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
This this this this this this this this
This this this this
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
This this this this this this this this
This this this this
Bad bitch knowing I'm gon' pop shit
Know I got options
Yeah I'm the trend and the topic
Running your mouth never stop shit
Yeah I drop hot shit
Open his mouth like a mosh pit
Tell me whats up in your wallet
Know I'm finna cop this
He ain't never had no problem
Tell him step into my office
Something like a prophet
He aint had pussy this awesome
I don't give a fuck what its costing
I'm a cold bitch like its Boston
He know I'm gon drown him
When I get around him
Yeah I get him hotter than Austin wait
Pussy drippin like its faucets
I get on top then I off it huh
Want to be me bitch you lost it
Check in with me I'm a need a deposit
Every time I see you can't leave you alone
When I'm drinking its best you pick up the phone
Making money I'm a call you later
Care about no hater
We pack up roll up then we gone
We sippin and sippin and sneaking and linking
I got tequila you know what I'm drinking
Know I'm that bitch what the fuck is you thinking
We sippin and sippin and sneaking and linking
I got tequila you know what I'm drinking
Know I'm that bitch what the fuck is you thinking
(Dummy)
Every time I think of you it feels like Deja vu
Theres nobody else like you
Real life shitting on these bitches
In my dreams I'm touching you
Can we rendezvous
(I just want want to be love loved by you)
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
This this this this this this this this
This this this this
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
This this this this this this this this
This this this this
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