Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drunk Wit Thug, artist - Slim Thug. Album song Thug Thursday 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.08.2014
Record label: B.H.O
Song language: English
Drunk Wit Thug |
| I’ve been drinking, I’ve been drinking |
| Gone off patrone and this liquor got a player |
| Like me thinking, like me thinking |
| Why can’t I keep my dick up out you girl |
| I wanna fuck you right now |
| Why can’t I keep my dick up out you girl |
| I gotta fuck you right now |
| Cigars get sliced, cigars get sliced |
| Filling up with green now we smoking getting high |
| As a kite, as a kite |
| You got me feigning for that good girl |
| I wanna fuck you right now |
| I can’t keep my hands up off you girl |
| I gotta fuck you right now |
| Drunk wit thug |
| I wanna fuck you |
| She woke up butt naked in my bed |
| I’m like how this shit happen, oh baby |
| Drunk wit thug |
| Ima beat the pussy all night |
| Last thing I remember was me and you grinding |
| Turning up in that club |
| Getting drunk wit thug |
| She let me beat the pussy all night (ay-ay-eh, ay-ay-eh) |
| I beat the pussy all night (ay-ay-eh, ay-ay-eh) |
| Beat the pussy all night |
| And everything’s all right |
| I had to bust like twice |
| Kept her legs shaking just like dice |
| I keep banging |
| Making sure she’s hooked on my pipe |
| Cause once she let me hit it, she gone let me get it for life |
| I keep banging til the brain right |
| Ain’t miss a drop, head game tight |
| Inside the sheets but I’m going deep |
| I’ll make her weak til she fall asleep |
| I’m slanging, she sanging, on my mic til her voice hoarse |
| I told her she my Beyoncé |
| So hop up on this surfboard |
| Surfboard, surboard, swanging on that wood |
| Swanging, swanging on that wood |
| She swerving on that dick, swerving like a big body |
| Im hit curves in that shit, surfing all In that good good |
| Thugga is the shit |
| If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself, if I do say so myself |
| Hold up, took her back to my house |
| Told her to back up all that mouth |
| Hollering bout you the baddest down south |
| Beat that pussy on my couch |
| Talking bout she be repping that third |
| I wanna see all the shit I heard |
| Say her pussy better than syrup |
| Laid back on the bed while I get served |
| Uh, she drinking G like rosé, had to give her her corn dog |
| I slid the vickie secrets to the side |
| Ain’t got no time to take draws off on site |
| Eat the pussy I might, this girls body so right |
| Got me on IG hittin like, I’m like Ike Turner Turner |
| Baby girl I don’t play, now eat the dick Ana may |
| Said eat the dick Ana may |
| Bust twice, your head game so right |
| Ima keep you around for life |
| Pussy too good to just one night |
| She nice |
| I’m back in the morning |
| I need it again, keep going in, we going in |
| I beat the pussy all night (ay-ay-eh, ay-ay-eh, ay-ay-eh, ay-ay-eh) |
| I’m hella tired, hella tired |
| I’ve been sippin that’s the only thing that’s got me going live |
| Goin live |
| Looking like I’m leaning cause Im empty |
| You’ve been drinking all of my-watermelon |
| I want that pussy right by me baby girl, I want you right now |
| Can’t keep my dick up out you baby girl |
| I want you |