TheHomieBigRich - Torque

She throw it back
She got some torque
I lay the hammer
Call me Thor
I pop some addy
Im such a dork
Im ballin hard
I'm such sport

This ain't my girl she was stolen
I dick her down
She squirt n squirm
Beat that pussy leave it swollen
All this winnin Such a blessin
You All your talkin I can't stand it
You never about no action
Don't disrespect a savage
Homeboy we see you lackin

We seein you fake
Can tell by the look on your face
Just Look at my plate
It's all you can eat it's like a buffet
You in or you ain't
I comin for necks n nobody safe
You can not relate
You are a fish I'm the shark in the tank

Imma real nasty dude I'll lick on her taint
She real nasty girl she the furthest from a saint
Stackin up my money while laughin to the bank
Drinkin on my liquor while blowin on some dank

I'm takin shots like A bandit
Ran out of hen so I went to the brandy
Shawty keep starin n I know that she want ,e
So we meet in the lobby
Oh yah then it's back to the Telly
Flipin her over n I ride like a pony
Yah she real fine and she act like she know me
Yah she real pretty she get shelved like a trophy

I smashin the gas damn this whip got torque
I'm Poppin an addy becomin a dork
When you ballin like this it becomes easy to score

Gotta be ready when you jump off the porch
Watch wat you say when you on my home court
I'm the king of the castle I'm takin your fort

Citing a riot burn the roof down
Fuckin on your bitch she a bust down
Pickin up a bag when I touchdown
Crusin thru the city gettin top wit the top down
Stay super high don't come down
Talkin all that shiiii better pipe down
Yo bitch on line like right now
Said she sprung a leak n needs to get piped down

She on the pole she do a split
Fuck a drought I make it rain
I love hoe that that choke n spit
She work her mouth it's down the drain
I'm Throwin ones I'm throwin tens
Mixin 50s fuck them thangs
I got the funds I pull up Benz
All these bitty want the fame

I'm the wether man call the forecast
Throw all this paper at her forehead
Yah the drought is over if you gorgeous
Got the Type of Money make ya mortgage

My crease so clean it's polished
Gettin so faded till I'm nauseous
Shawty give me neck like an ostrich
Now she really think she a boss bitch

We cut
I'm in her guts
Phone blowin up
She don't pick up

Cause now she wit the man who she just got me paid wit it
Yah you know the name and the name be BigRich

Written by:
RICHARD COLTON PAGELS

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