Chocolate Thai

Lyrics

Mmmm yes stang that shit man
 Well I smack these bitches n' pimp these hoes
 I'm a Filmoe V.I.P (laughter)
 (verse 1)
 Skinny 6'5 brown sugar big daddy
 Dippin' in the cuddy not a motherfuckin' caddy
 50 dollar dank sacks got me smellin' good
 Hoes turnin' they head out throughout the fuckin' hood
 Hard headed niggaz smokin' chocolate thai skunk
 There's pussy on the street i'm tryin' to get that funk
 Hoe chokin', weed smokin' blazin' maryjane
 Hoe bustin' never trustin' to know game
 Bitches be trippin' when they see the cuddy chrome
 Cause they starin' at a nigga that got it goin' on
 Lace me with the bullshit n' hit me witcha bank
 Miss me with the battle bitch rush me with the dank
 Carmel coated tittie ya pussy soakin' wet
 Ya fuckin' with a chain smokin' motherfuckin' vet
 And in this day n' age hoes don't listen to they momma
 Ya bitches roll cuddys, mustanges n' impalas
 Carmel butter scotch n' milky brown sweets
 All say dre dog can I be yo freak?
 Hoes wanna get with Pam n' Maryjane
 Maryjane is dank right n' Pam is cocaine
 Hoes are? nigga i'm a G
 A filthy Filmoe fuckin' V.I.P
 A skinny 6'5 motherfucker dre dog n' if knuckle had a swoop they would call me sugar ball
 (hook)
 I smoke chewy like a motherfuckin' nut
 I'm a skinny 6'5 motherfucker
 I smoke chewy like a motherfuckin' nut
 Chewy boy do me raw cut cocaine
 (verse 2)
 Mo powda, mo powda, mo dank, mo dank, mo hoes, mo hoes, mo bank, mo bank
 Chewy boy do me and I still got dick
 Smokin' on some chocolate skunk potient thai stick
 Dank is on right lookin potient n' green
 Cuddy sounded proper with the four 15's
 My cuddy, my cuddy, it getta pussy sprung
 Some of these hoes think it's betta than the tounge
 Havta be yellin' but ya know I ain't hearin' ya
 Sprung off of cocaine white interior
 But everywhere I go I see broke ass hoes, nappy headed heffers wearin' girlfriend clothes
 But when they see the cuddy punk hoes drink nut
 Cause a nigga like me is up front smokin' skunk
 Chewin' on juicy fruit, drinkin' on boom
 Bitch who you lookin' at like a fuckin' fool?
 Baby said G, mixin' maryjane with pam
 Your motherfuckin' right do you know who I am?
 The dank smokin', hoe chokin', cuddy on chrome, Filmoe nigga dre dog, jim jones
 Still smokin' dank, hoes still gotta grip, my hair is growin' back n' I still got dick for you hoes
 (verse 3)
 A-1 yola, coka cola, nigga coke is in, but not the soda
 N' everybody knows dre dog is a pig
 Chicken, watermelon, hog malls n' ribs
 I'm all about money nigga bankin' grips
 If a dolla had a pussy it'd be a fuck bitch
 Fool how ya figure, show me a happy hoe with a broke nigga
 I'm a hard headed motherfucker never will listen'
 Smokin' chewy wit my niggas playin' hoes in the kitchen
 My name is dre dog I own a manison and a yatch and a volvo wit a cuddy wit a black rag top
 These hoes roll they eyes, still spread they thighs n' think a nigga like me gonna get you high?
 Bitch please, (no) i'm to cool for that, we can chit, we can chat, but you gets no scratch
 Knock, knock, knock, who is it?
 Sharmane is your nigga here, or are you alone?
 I brought a little pam n' a maryjane sack some starwberry booms n' a pack blackjacks
 It's a everday thang for a rich fat rat
 Cool is more is day breakin' hoes like the mack
 So baby get game cause you know I be back
 With some chocolate thai skunk, 50 dollar dank sacks
 Bye, Bye?

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Song Details

Duration
01:27
Key
11
Tempo
122 BPM

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