Erica Banks
Thick (Remix)
[Intro]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Look like DJ Chose)

[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?)
What's up, Ki? (Ayy, Ki)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ayy), ooh, Ashley (Ayy)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, fuck, I want all of 'em

[Verse 1: DJ Chose]
Yeah, runnin' 'round the trap right now with a hundred bands on me, I be lookin' like a brick, yeah
Ring around the rosie, I been ridin' with the 40, if you play, you gon' feel that stick, yeah
Pull up to the red light, shawty walk by, lookin' good, shawty lookin like a lick, uh
Ass in the back like a cake with thе ice cream shake, banana split
Pull up to thе light and I told her whoop-whoop, pull over, that ass too fat
Tell your boyfriend you don't want him no more, you found you a **** with some racks (A gentleman, hmm)
Open your door (Hmm)
Take you to the store (Hmm)
Let you buy what you want (Hmm), yeah
I like NeNe 'cause she bad
I like Tay, she got that ass
I like Neisha, she got cash
We go out, sometimes she spazz
[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?)
What's up, Ki? (Ayy, Ki)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ayy), ooh, Ashley (Ayy)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Ooh)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Ooh)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, fuck, I want all of 'em (Man, BeatKing)

[Verse 2: Erica Banks]
What's up Tay?
What's up Ana?
Bend it over, let me see that Texas [?]
Do it with no hands, fuck it, do it with no manners
And take it to the [?], [?] something you can handle
Need a sample, throw a tantrom
Throw it, you in trouble
Throw it like you mean it, need a shot, and need a couple
Pussy in the air, I like the pussy by the bundle
And yeah I like to fuck it when it [?] like a puddle
I don't [?] ho
What's up Jaz?
Throw that pussy, throw them titties, throw that ass
In the club with the strippers, throwing cash
If you ain't got no money, take [?] to the back
It ain't that [?]

[Chorus: DJ Chose]
What's up, Bri? (What's up, Bri?)
What's up, Ki? (Ayy, Ki)
What's up, Lisa?
Damn, I want all three (Come here), ooh
Ashley (Ayy), ooh, Ashley (Ayy)
I get hard when she walk past me (Look at that ass)
'Cause she thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thick
She make me stutter
And her friends
They thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-thi-thick (Thick)
Thi-thi-thi-thi-, fuck, I want all of 'em