E-40

E-40 - Thirsty lyrics

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Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty

Why you acting all thirsty, thirsty!

Man, they’re thirsty, man!

Look!

Pulled up to the club like skirt (skirt!)

I’m the Chevy, what they do, nigga?

I was scoping lil momma in the skirt (skirt!)

But she a ratchet, no shoes, nigga!

Man, I hate it when they do 'dat shit ('dat shit!)

They trying to hop out in the nigga bitch

But I’ll be damn if I’mma do 'dat bitch

It’s real life!

I hate it when the ratchet try to sit on my lap (lap!)

Man, that bitch too thirsty,

And X nigga trying to come around and get that (get that)

Man, that nigga too thirsty!

I already fucked with.. got all in

Aha, why you’re acting so thirsty

Caught up at the bar, everything is on ten (on ten!)

But you ain’t gotta be thirsty (thirsty)!

I ain’t ask for your phone number (phone number)

And I ain’t ask who your name is (name is)

See, I ain’t ask what you’re drinking (drinking)

Don’t give a fuck who you came with (came with)

I got my fame and my bank up talking on the phone

Walking through the crowd, notice, smelling like straw (straw)

Batches on my line and I can see it on they faces

They wanna shake the clown ass nigga they came with!

My shirt is from Italy

Your man ain’t got shit on me

All my 'lil niggas hitters

I ain’t talking 'bout little league

Real nigga my pedigree 'bout I’m fatty, I’m heavy these bitches willing and ready

she wanna gimmie the panties!

It’s my way or the highway

If you don’t like it, you can get sideways

These thirsty hoes do what I say, like gimmie head in the driveway

Monday thru Saturday, no sell dope on Sundays

Similar to Chic-fil-A, got an AK to run a

I hate it when the ratchet get the talking like a man

Man, a bitch too ratchet!

He was hating on the net, now he acting like a fan (like a fan!)

Man, a nigga too thirsty!

I heard he fucked a… all in

Uh, why you’re acting so thirsty?

Caught up at the bar, everything is on ten (on ten!)

But you ain’t gotta be thirsty, thirsty!

Said I ain’t ask for your phone number (phone number)

Said I ain’t ask who your name is (name is)

Said I ain’t ask what you’re drinking (drinking)

And I don’t ask who you came with (came with)

I saw my nigga at the turn up, everybody wasted

Bottles on me, and I ain’t thinking about pacing

Take it to the head every time I’m on stages

Bottle of Ciroc, Shawty, I prefer the flavor!

Red Berry, coconut or we can do the peach

Shawty in my face, can I get a drink?

Can I get a kiss, can I get a hug?

Can I get a picture with you grabbing on my, wow

Fuck it, I’mma touch it, I’mma do it for the flick

Shawty turn around and got to reaching for my dick, aha

I say, hold up! The thirst being real

Funny thing about us, you probably got killed,

But I hate it when the ratchet get to grab my dick, dick

Man, that bitch so thirsty!

And X nigga coming round talking dat shit

Man, that nigga so thirsty!

I heard the fucking … got all in (all in)

Why you’re acting so thirsty?

Caught up at the bar, everything is on ten

But you ain’t gotta be thirsty, thirsty!

Thirsty, thirsty

Thirsty, thirsty

Why you’re acting all thirsty,

Thirsty, thirsty

Thirsty, thirsty

Thanks to crallen for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to BobnotRobbert for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to TreveTrev Balboa for correcting these lyrics

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