Thooter lyrics

by

Joey Trap


[Intro]
Look (Joey Trap's daddy)

[Chorus]
If she a thooter, I'ma kick her out the crib
I do not let thots know where I live
Bring her to the telly, then I bang her out
Might not even f*ck her, I just want the mouth
Look, you fell in love with a thooter
That means my n*ggas done screwed her
Shoutout my brother, my shooter
You talkin' sh*t on computers

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, these b*tches that like to f*ck me freaky
If they act like they don't, they sneaky
f*ck it, I'm still gon' f*ck, but hold up
This b*tch might be a thot, she tweakin'
Thooters don't get no love from a n*gga
Fallin' in love with a n*gga
Yeah, I got respect for a woman
But never got love for these b*tches
(Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh)
(Don't get no love from me, n*gga)
(Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh)
(Don't get no love from me, n*gga)
Yeah, I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches, ayy
I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches, ayy
[Chorus]
If she a thooter, I'ma kick her out the crib
I do not let thots know where I live
Bring her to the telly, then I bang her out
Might not even f*ck her, I just want the mouth
Look, you fell in love with a thooter
That means my n*ggas done screwed her
Shoutout my brother, my shooter
You talkin' sh*t on computers

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, these b*tches that like to f*ck me freaky
If they act like they don't, they sneaky
f*ck it, I'm still gon' f*ck, but hold up
This b*tch might be a thot, she tweakin'
Thooters don't get no love from a n*gga
Fallin' in love with a n*gga
Yeah, I got respect for a woman
But never got love for these b*tches
Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh
Don't get no love from me, n*gga
Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh
Don't get no love from me, n*gga
Yeah, I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches, ayy
I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches
[Verse]
Okay, I'm never gon' love a thooter, but shoutout my f*ckin' shooters
I came in that Cadillac and you came on a f*ckin' scooter
My neck is on f*ckin' flurry, your diamonds on f*ckin' blurry
I'm gettin' this f*ckin' money so I never f*ckin' worry
It's God, b*tch, this apocalypse
Shake that ass cause you a thot, lil' b*tch, huh
If she act up, I might sock a b*tch
Nah, I can't, but we might break all your finger tips
I got this thooter at the crib, f*ckin' di*k all in her ribs
Yeah, codeine that I sip, give a f*ck about no b*tches

[Chorus]
If she a thooter, I'ma kick her out the crib
I do not let thots know where I live
Bring her to the telly, then I bang her out
Might not even f*ck her, I just want the mouth
Look, you fell in love with a thooter
That means my n*ggas done screwed her
Shoutout my brother, my shooter
You talkin' sh*t on computers

[Post-Chorus]
Okay, these b*tches that like to f*ck me freaky
If they act like they don't, they sneaky
f*ck it, I'm still gon' f*ck, but hold up
This b*tch might be a thot, she tweakin'
Thooters don't get no love from a n*gga
Fallin' in love with a n*gga
Yeah, I got respect for a woman
But never got love for these b*tches
Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh
Don't get no love from me, n*gga
Thooters don't get no love from me, n*gga, uh
Don't get no love from me, n*gga
Yeah, I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches, ayy
I got respect for a woman, ayy
But never got love for these b*tches
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