Lyrics TRB - LoveRance, J-Doe

TRB

Uhh, thick Russian bitch come and ride me shorty
Long ass hair and you crazy party
I see you got no Red Bottoms on ya feet
You can keep them bitches on while ya ridin' me
Wait, ahh fuck it
Run up in a bitch pussy call me TJ Duckett
Yeah I run my city baby Frank Gore
If yo' ass ain’t fuckin' what you here for?
Tryna get Face Time no iPhone
And after I nut shorty I’m gone
Heard you got a man and a baby daddy
And you tell ya best friend as you had me
If I wife her that’s a life sentence
All up in ya bitch mouth like a dentist
Bet I hit all cavities
Now she mad at me, but bitch please
I need a thick, ratchet bitch
To come over the crib
And get on this dick aye
I need a thick, ratchet bitch
To come over the house
And open her mouth
Let me tell ya somethin'
All the homies love the TRBs (aye)
All the bros love the TRB (aye)
All my niggas want a TRB (aye)
But I ain’t fuckin' with the bitch until I see ID
I need a TRB and DTF
24 inch weave wit' a big chest
And she throw dat ass back, bet I catch it
Classy ass bitch and she hella ratchet
She went to Thera Mu (?)
Maybe even Howard
Fuck that bed, I took her to the shower
Fuck that bitch for a half an hour
She say she got a man but he a fuckin' coward
She said she got the fire yeah that come the coldest
Oh that’s a Gucci bag?
Boy that shit look bogus
And don’t cha smell good (?)
I call it Lotus
But I never fiend fo' it
I ain’t Jo-deci
If you ain’t gon' let me be
Get the fuck from around me
You thirsty ass, ratchet ass, always talkin' ass
In the club every week, dance shakin' that ass
I need a thick, ratchet bitch
To come over the crib
And get on this dick aye
I need a thick, ratchet bitch
To come over the house
And open her mouth
Let me tell ya somethin'
All the homies love the TRBs (aye)
All the bros love the TRB (aye)
All my niggas want a TRB (aye)
But I ain’t fuckin' with the bitch until I see ID