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letra de silk - the thought

[chorus: ausha lacole]
b-double o-g-i-e
yeah, you know we came to party
b-double o-g-i-e
pour out the drink, get it started

[verse: lvlc]
b-tch, i’m silk, like milk without the lactose
hitting the strip, getting in the cadillac, hoe
we getting lit, mixing up the gin and jack
blowing money by the stack, like we don’t know how to act slow
joined at the hip, at the hop, the hippies and the cops
getting p-ssed ‘cause we f-cking up the dance floor
why you mad? ‘cause we fly on the ave?
autopilot when we land, looking like we out in france, beau
“we some bad mama jamas”
i got that sh-t on, hot d-mn, i been on
run up the fit, cost a tag off the thrift shop
got another deal on pair of coogi pants
“ain’t no rest for the wicked”
red carpet been rolled, dead ass, we live bold
tell none, we big show, smell drugs and liquor
slid up out the limo like the boogieman

[chorus: ausha lacole]
b-double o-g-i-e
yeah, you know we came to party
b-double o-g-i-e
pour out the drink, get it started
[verse: the thought]
crop top, showing off the belly
little jiggle ain’t a problem when you sitting in a
drop top, listening to nelly
if you tryna “ride wit me”, hit me on my celly
that ain’t cassell, that’s an iphone
if you act well, we can party all night long
need some bactine, for the way they cut a rug
you don’t need to call the plug, we already got the drugs
serving mp3’s like it’s methamphetamine
we got the wav’s that’ll really get you faded
flac. files if you wanna act wild
these ain’t tactile .zip’s but they hitting like you ‘basing
you could never chase it, ‘cause it’s aces high
we been dropping heat forever, so don’t fake surprise
ain’t no ai that could data-mine
what we do when we’re together, so don’t even try
everybody’s favorite designated driver
i know you f-cked up, but the tunes’ll get you higher!
town crier like “an army’s on the march!”
but it’s really just our bodies moving when the music starts
mellow never harshed, all we gonna do is spark up
another ziggy like we lacing it with stardust
starbucks ain’t ever in my cup
‘cause it’s “free palestine”, no matter vibe
“i think you better call tyrone”
to get the addy for the dope spot (“call him!”)
here’s how to know if the show’s hot:
pick up a flyer and just look for the thought
if you didn’t see me, i got news, and please believe me
they were either greedy, or they didn’t know what’s good for ‘em
promoters either know the dopest, or they focus on their homies
that’s a hill i’ll die on, you might know her as lauryn, ha!
[chorus: ausha lacole]
b-double o-g-i-e
yeah, you know we came to party
b-double o-g-i-e
pour out the drink, get it started

[verse: kendra mars]
i give her roses at the fashion show
the passion’s on, real thick classy hoe, a flashy wh0re
know i like the type that’s gon’ flaunt it, if she got it
if them titties sitting pretty, then i want it, ugh
i need a 6’5” n-gga in a penthouse, legs up
caught him by surprise, face-down, no heads up
whole lotta sauce, hand-tossed, his bread up
put me in a benz when his engine is rev’d up
top down with the tank on e
i’m spilling drank on me, i got that thang on me
i like the type of n-gga like to spend his bank on me
smelling dank on me, singing blank off-key, like
i love to love you baby
i love to love you baby
i need a bad b-tch, real fly, nice thighs
nice ride, put a foreign on my bedside
hike it up, i might hit her with a 1-2
what it do? keep it groovy when i come through
ugh, i need expensive fabrics
got expensive habits, wanna ball, no mavericks
i be sipping champagne out an emerald chalice
i been handling these hoes so long, my palms callused
[outro: ausha lacole, lvlc & kendra mars]
you know we like to party
(‘cause we’re gonna boogie-oogie-oogie
‘til you just can’t boogie no more)
b-o-o-g-i-e
you know we like to party
(‘cause we’re gonna boogie-oogie-oogie
‘til you just can’t boogie no more)
b-o-o-g-i-e

- the thought

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