Thootie

Lyrics: Ciara Ortega Music: Ciara Ortega He want a thootie, I need a n***a that eat up the booty Walk with a toolie, ghetto lil' b***h, yeah, I'm pretty and moody Thirty-inch wig, it be touching my coochie I keep a knock with some racks in my Birkins Don't need an app, I look better in person Curvy lil' mami, I don't need a surgeon B*****s talk s**t and they pockets be hurtin' He want a thootie, I need a n***a that eat up the booty Walk with a toolie, ghetto lil' b***h, yeah, I'm pretty and moody Thirty-inch wig, it be touching my coochie I keep a knock with some racks in my Birkins Don't need an app, I look better in person Curvy lil' mami, I don't need a surgeon B*****s talk s**t and they pockets be hurtin' Like I am the baddest lil' b***h in my city Think you the s**t, but you actually s**tty B*****s be funny, but not really witty You jackin' my sound, like stop suckin' my titty I'm prеtty and fly, could take your guy in a blink of an eye Knock a ho down if she thinkin' she high B*****s can't beat me, they dumb if they try, y'all go home and cry Bougie and ghetto, he like his boughetto Love me rich n***as like why would I settle? B*****s is mad that they not on my level Tryna catch up, then that ho better pedal F**k the violence, now let's talk about money B*****s is mad 'cause they broke and they bummy Got a big head, but that b***h is a dummy Think you could beat me, you b*****s is funny On your block, I was dolo, ain't nobody touchin' me Legendary, can't nobody f**k with me I'll slam you, b***h, how the f**k is it up with me? 'Cause it's not, all you b*****s be duckin' me How you popped and conceited? Your man on my line and he fiendin' to eat it He all on my body, he pledgin' allegiance How these h**s text me, but feared on they vengeance? B*****s is tweakin' He want a thootie, I need a n***a that eat up the booty Walk with a toolie, ghetto lil' b***h, yeah, I'm pretty and moody Thirty-inch wig, it be touching my coochie I keep a knock with some racks in my Birkins Don't need an app, I look better in person Curvy lil' mami, I don't need a surgeon B*****s talk s**t and they pockets be hurtin' Pass me the liquor, I'm in the club shakin' a** like a stripper You b*****s is fat, could never be thicker Like do I need to go buy b*****s a mirror? I'm doin' too much and you b*****s is plain Shout out my mans, spent a bag on my chain I get what I want 'cause my p***y is pain And you don't get s**t 'cause you boring and lame, b***h Gangster and Barbie, I'm the baddie that be causin' the wreck Put b*****s in check, how you gon' talk with my foot on your neck? Said she can't stand me, I want her to step When I'm in the room, you b*****s is doomed Face card valid, get hit with the zoom If she don't know me, that ho ain't in tune She ain't a baddie, that's what she assume He want a thootie, I need a n***a that eat up the booty Walk with a toolie, ghetto lil' b***h, yeah, I'm pretty and moody Thirty-inch wig, it be touching my coochie I keep a knock with some racks in my Birkins Don't need an app, I look better in person Curvy lil' mami, I don't need a surgeon B*****s talk s**t and they pockets be hurtin'