Big Moe

Big Moe - Thug Thang lyrics

(Chorus: D-Reck & (1st Lady) - 2x)

Let me see your hands raise, if you playa made

Let the Screw bang, go on and do your thug thang

(We can do it like this, we can do it like that

You can hit it from the front) or I could hit it from the back

[Dirty $]

Gotti we gone slide down swang wide (aiight)

We gone ride gray or peanut butter buck eyed

Then we gone tip toe, so slow

We gone wreck the slab for the dirty third coast

Hell we gone post up, on the lot

Fifth drop screens lit, trunk pop

Stash spot, cash box, on vogue socks

Old shoes chrome laces giving haters blues

Banging what Screw, tell me what it do

Shocking and rocking club and the thug and staying true

[D-Gotti]

I'ma do my thug thang, bang bang, chitty chitty chop

With the stash unlocked, trunks staying hot

HA, green sticky la, deep in the shop

Cardiay kicking times

It's a party baby bounce, bounce sugar hit the flo'

I'm on the cool up in the fo', in the newest Gucci clothes

Bout to drop it to the door, baguettes touching my navel

Body rocking kinda slutty, served out like ?label?

[Dirty $]

We got, a stable full of pop

[D-Gotti]

That dish the satellite and throw cable at the spot

[Dirty $]

Up on the table if it's able to get wet like a mop

[D-Gotti]

And after we wreck the spot we can just ride

(Chorus - 2x)

[Big Pokey]

I'ma do it like this, I'ma do it like that

I can hit it from the front (or I could hit it from the back)

I'ma put it in your crack, see how you act

If you like it on your knees, you could have it for a snack

I'm a fat mack, in a handy bag with a snub with em

Broads like the way the fat mack do his thug thizzel

When I hit em with my love then I got em

[Big Moe]

I'ma hit it from the top, I'ma put it in a bottle

I'ma hit it from the back, the big black Casanova

I'ma put it in your head and I'ma set it on your shoulders

Syrup in the soda, talking bout the Barre

Foreigner car, feeling like a fallen star

Bout the menage 'tois ain't that what that Pokey said

Never been scared, Southside'll leave you dead

And call me Big Meaty, call me Big Meaty

don't come into my room if you ain't gone get freaky

Working on his boys, run through em like a tractor

Out the Southside, Moe-Yo make the god damn adapter

I ain't even quit, I'm doing mighty fast

Sitting on glass, Moe-Yo showing my naked ass

It's the Moe-Yo freestyle I'm so throwed

Southside playa putting it down, cho-cho

Playas get chosen, like M-O-E

Put it in your middle yes the big body

Riding big tractor, I'm a money stacker

Out the Southside Moe-Yo I'm kinda actor

Act a damn fool, on this damn tape

Like Po-Yo said got them hoes screaming RAPE!!!

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