Lucius P. Thundercat - Paranoid Remix Prod. Dj Mustard lyrics

I see three of my b**hes in the club Two of them know about the other I'm just sitting hear praying That they don't tell the third one I'm a put her in submission f**in in the kitchen It gon raise your mom's suspicion When she see her bu*ter's missing Cuz the lube is running out And I ain't ready for finishing We could stop and take a break But muthaf** an intermission Cuz she ain't playing hockey Its the balls not the puck She wanna share the p**y Guess she really gave a f** And I ain't gave a buck Its still tricking if you got it I give her dem balls Russell Westbrook she a hog it 100 Shots like paparazzi Go ahead and take a picture She get loose off the liquor Mixed drinks by the pitcher She wants what she wants She won't yield a game of chicken But if she ain't thick Im a call her slim pickens Shawty is the thickness I spank her with the quickness I wrap my dick then give it to her Merry Christmas Or maybe like a birthday For the secular b**hes Paid any denomination Secular riches Three of my b**hes in the club Two of them know about the other I'm just sitting hear praying That they don't tell the third one You wanna know why well Cuz snitches get stitches Even when they b**hes But we don't hit women For that we have other b**hes