"Ghetto Thriller" lyrics

Icewear Vezzo, Sada Baby & Peezy Lyrics

"Ghetto Thriller"

(Da Realest)
Huh, sho' 'nough
Reno
Ah, ah, ah, ayy

Ayy, she a— fat from the front, fat from the back (Ayy)
Fat from the front and fat from the back (What?)
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back (Yeah, what?)
Fat from the front, fat from the back (Ah, ah)
Fat from the front and fat from the back (Yeah)
Fat from the front, fat from the back (Hold up)
Fat from the front and fat from the back

Ugh, press a button on that pussy like gauge, press a button on that pussy like an engineer
I ain't never hit it once then acted weird (What?), I had got up in that box then switched the gear (Iced Up Records)

Young bitch, old bitch, I done switched the years (Yeah), drink fallin' out the cup like I'm sippin' beers (Yeah)
Left Votta Gold, room through a Richard Mille, two hoes and a wife, I ain't shit for real (What?)

'Bout to go double O, throw a barbecue, huh, slim Giddy, might fuck 'round and pop bruh
Huh, threw the flavor on a ho while iced up, Mr. Put Eighteen Bricks in a White Truck
Nah, huh, do the black dance in my white tux, huh, told the bitch to FaceTime me if she like fuck

Hmm, bust a nut on her face, yeah, I like sluts (Ah), throw the dog shit up, I don't swipe nothin' (Haha)
Shake that ass up and down like salt shaker (Hmm), dark skin, white friend, I got all flavors (Hmm)
Big titties with the wham, my lil' tall baby (Yeah), I roll a bitch right up like wallpaper

Ah, ah, ah, she a— fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back (What?)
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back (What?)
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back (Yeah)

Ugh, Percocets taught me how to handle hoes, the bitch made me fall in love with her camel toe (Phew)
Put a dick in her teeth, I damage hoes, crack shit like eggs, I scramble hoes
Sca, work out
Do it, do it, do it (Ugh)
Do it, do it, do it, do it (Ugh)

I might go Mike Jack' with the panaro, huh, feel like TikTok live 'cause the camera's on (Ugh, phew)
Supposed to did two, but we sent a four (Phew), feel like Doggy pulled up with some extra hoes

Might go Mike Jack' on a Thriller, might beat it (MJ)
Moonwalk on a bitch, put her in the sheets (Yeah)
If that ass too flat, get some bigger cheeks
Head to the Eastside with a winter ski (Phew)

Ha, I slid to the West for el Jordans (El Jordans)
Huh, huh, extra cheese on a brunch wrap
Fucked around, huh, spend an extra sleeve 'cause the box wet
Tricked on the pussy twelve times, had to cop that (Ugh)

I'm on the six at Zorba's, yeah, grill onions on the stir-fry (Uh-huh)
Big Ghetto get the pussy on the first try (Right now)
Finna stand on business like a suit and tie
She got the ass and them titties (Yeah)
Here go my number, get with me (Hit me up)
Got faith in that pussy, I'm Biggie (Yeah, huh)
Tryna get to the bottom, I'm diggin'

How she get fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back
Fat from the front, fat from the back (What?)
Fat from the front and fat from the back (What?)
Fat from the front, fat from the back
Fat from the front and fat from the back

Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass, ass, titties, titties, ass and titties
Hmm, ass and titties, yeah, ass and titties
She got ass, ass, titties, titties, ass and t—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Da Realest)
This is an Eastside production


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