She find out I'm a Thot (Oh boy) Even though she knew she let me rock (Oh boy) I said I want take her to the spot (Oh boy) Now she screaming (Boy) (Boy) (Oh boy) (Oh boy) Yeah what you thought this was Some fine dining then you fall in love Girl you must do drugs I'm a Thot No tricks I just do hugs But chill don't hit me with the sour face It's not a sour trait I'm something like how that sour taste That means we heading to the sky No mile high club But I'm really in them thighs I'm really in ya mind She like take what's mine I'm shorty stay bugging But I'll hit it from behind I'm not your daddy Just dick and some candy Gum or taffy I duck like daffy When she throw the l word Or put us on blast see You not gon catch me I'm just trynna be ya best mistake So he'll pick you up at 8 And I'll be there late
