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letra de thots & thongs - frxxer

[hook]
pretty thots in thongs, pure smoke no bongs
back and forth on these streets, ping pong
top bins like son, racks off of doing wrong
feds scoping, pounding doors like king kong
mummy’s house was bait, put it down in the ding dong
there’s a short way, i’m still taking the long one

[verse 1]
silk bedding getting tops
had the dots underneath her baby’s cot
got her tangled like a knot
hot plate, white flake, still ducking from the cops
i ain’t tryna get bagged and put up in a box
big plans, i’m on the phone to guys talking bout docks
weigh it up, is it worth the profit? can i take a loss?
i’m on the hunt every night like a godd-mn fox
lock the locks but the clock never stops
littlе phone in my hand, hit the sale at auntiе’s shop
story of my life, i could sell out at a bookshop
remember asking mummy for some money for the tuck shop
remember asking mummy for some money to get flip-flops
no clothes parcel, got me in prison issue drops
if you see him as family why you f-cking with his opps?
tripping like a derrick rose cross, i be flashy and floss
give your boyfriend employment, now he’s calling me his boss
[hook]
pretty thots in thongs, pure smoke no bongs
back and forth on these streets, ping pong
top bins like son, racks off of doing wrong
feds scoping, pounding doors like king kong
mummy’s house was bait, put it down in the ding dong
there’s a short way, i’m still taking the long one

[verse 2]
g’s straight to o’s, half boxes to keys
got a mission to complete and these goals to achieve
she be threatening to leave if i get up and just leave
what a toxic trait, got the same in all three
three girls, mixed, spanish and greek
one thick, one petite, one average but she sweet
soft peach, no gagging on my meat
fake titties, lollipops looking like a movie scene
get the grinder, get the weed
weed smoking, left my kids up on her t–th
i’m an artist like picasso on the streets
paint a picture for the youths and the teens
nah this life ain’t always what it seems
it can really get lonely when your back’s touching feet
n0body to be seen in your time of need
getting litty, everybody screaming ski, ski, ski
come back for your boy, why you leaving ski ski?
lessons of the trade i taught him, now he wanna be me
[hook]
pretty thots in thongs, pure smoke no bongs
back and forth on these streets, ping pong
top bins like son, racks off of doing wrong
feds scoping, pounding doors like king kong
mummy’s house was bait, put it down in the ding dong
there’s a short way, i’m still taking the long one

- frxxer

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