[Verse 1: Marcus Ryan]
Do a line off her left nip
This dick ain't free you should make the right investment
She's always up for suggestions
Ass up, face down
Man I s** at directions
One time for a best friend you know
Only hits me on the gram, oh that's love
Warm heart, cold gonna need two coats
Too broke for law school, so I won't judge
Holly in a nightclub
Ticket on this flight dawg
Asking for her whereabouts
Someone turn the lights on
She wanna pet this python
Sing if the mics on
Live dreams while the nights young
Only f** cause the iPod says I'm an icon
"Wait how do you know Cyrus?"
b**h I ain't got no qualms
Bring it with you for sure
Yeah you love my songs
But your friend loves them all
When your projects releasing
You can go excite
And hop up in this time machine
And have the time of your life
[Hook: Cyrus]
Only had her when I'm lonely
She only had me to f**
She tell all her friends she know me
They said tell his a** what's up
Doesn't that boy get money
I heard he was papered up
I heard he only f** with thots
And she's like yup
To the thots, thots, thots, thots
Ooh, it's a song for the thots
Jam for the thots
To the thots, thots, thots, thots
Ooh, it's a song for the thots
Jam for the...
It's your song
Said this your song
[Verse 2: Cyrus]
She dumb, but she nice though
I mean she f** with the lights on
Left hand on my right arm
She play with my dick like she looking for the high score
Bout to buy a couple of drinks, would you like one?
I bet you would, that performance need a high score
Know a couple of goons in my hot boy
Marcus need a thot I need a thot more
I'm lost in the p**y, guess if I want
And I'm looking, looking, looking, cooking up
When you're this high up
You get a lotta top
But the running bases say that boy is steel
So the label let me make a song about thots
I think dinner coming
Serve my sufferance
My mind is laced with something condescending
She spread her legs, don't leave that unattended
My career no die, but my hands never reverend
I ain't praying on ya
But your friends said that my name was brought up
I ain't one to ever dodge no karma
I ain't one to ever laugh at nothing
Just from my thots, so f** it
[Hook: Cyrus]
Only had her when I'm lonely
She only had me to f**
She tell all her friends she know me
They said tell his a** what's up
Doesn't that boy get money
I heard he was papered up
I heard he only f** with thots
And she's like yup
To the thots, thots, thots, thots
Ooh, it's a song for the thots
Jam for the thots
To the thots, thots, thots, thots
Ooh, it's a song for the thots
Jam for the thots
[Outro: Cyrus]
For the thots, for the thots, yeah
For the thots, for the thots, for the thots, oh
This alright?
This alright?
This alright?
It's for the thots, it's for the thots, alright
It's for the thots, it's for the thots
It happened in a moment
But don't want to be lonely
Said don't want to be lonely