Maurice Moore – Thotline (Lyrics | Audio)

Lyrics “Thotline” by Maurice Moore

Shawty you can hit my..
Pack a bag cause we going on a trip
I hope Bianca your real name
Cause that’s what I’m going with

I can’t believe you went so extreme
Looks like you already met the team
You know Capri you met Dimitrios
They all call you baby no feeders

Tell the truth, tell the truth
Same as them you want me too, ah
I’ma tell the truth cause I do that how I do it, yeah
Tell the truth, tell the truth
Feeling blue without a clue
Don’t go telling lies cause that shit just killed my mood

Its’ about time that you take my number baby
So if you ever need a rich n*gga..

Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline
Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline
Yeah you hit my thotline when it go up
Everytime I turn it up you be blowing me up
Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline

If I’m really being honest, I am a fan of you
You really like to accuse me of starin’
But that’s something any man how to do
Cantaloupe what a full top
Baby sweeter than glucose
I like my b*tches all natural
So you know them titties Non-GMO

Yeah, baby girl how’d you fit
Fit that ass through this little door, little door
I’ve been training like the Superbowl, Superbowl
Get my six packs tight for you
See your snaps as a first class
I’m just tryna keep up with you

Its’ about time I get your number baby
So if you ever need a rich n*gga..

Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline
Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline
Yeah you hit my thotline when it go up
Everytime I turn it up you be blowing me up
Shawty you can hit my thotline, thotline, thotline…

➤ Album: The Amber Room
Maurice Moore 2017

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