Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Thick’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(Go Grizz)
Ay, thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all of that damn ass on her
Thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all of that damn ass on her
Shawty bad as hell and she all about the lettuce
Waist line small, I’m like what you ate for breakfast?
Said she from Miami but she moving back to Texas
Know she want a nigga ’cause she staring at my necklace
Wanna hit the club ’cause she wanna show her clothes
Bought some new heels ’cause she wanna show her toes
Dress fit right and it’s better when she pose
Custom everything, you can’t find it in the store
Beep-beep-beep, that’s a bad bitch balling
Only fucking with you if you know what’s balling
Ain’t a gold digger ’cause she got her own shit
Ain’t a gold digger ’cause she got her own shit, yeah
Money in the bank, need no cheese
Face on beat, hair on fleek
I ain’t talking no spending, hell nah that’s weak
Want a hood nigga that can give her that meat
Thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all that damn ass on her
Thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all that damn ass on her
She’s thick, lick
She thick, you switch
Good girl with a bad attitude
Take you everywhere, longitude, latitude
Gratitude, she from the peach state
I’m from pete sake’s
Pound on that ass, couple rounds make me sleep late
Bitch wait
Take her back like a rebate
She entre
My appetizer straight from Cheese Cake
He fake
He fake, f*ck it all up
F*ck it all up
Tall guns kill your wallet
Then she call up
That’s that take me to the mall strat
F*ck the mall up
Then I beat it ’till she ball up
All she want is a baller
She know I’m about it baller
Tonight she gon’ have to swallow
In the morning she gon’ have to swallow
Yeah, I can’t even lie to you
She told me, “Tity ain’t this pussy fire to you?” yeah
Thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all that damn ass on her
Thick, thick, thick, thick
I can’t even pass on her
She walkin’ ’round with all that damn ass on her