Dom Pachino - Cheap Thrills lyrics

* background vocals [Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Mira, mira mami Dame la chocha, Terrorist sh** Mucho grande, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo [Hook 2X: P.R. Terrorist] Cheap thrills, gettin' hot s** for dollar bills Cheap thrills, druggin' 'em up wit pink pills Cheap thrills, givin' me beek, ridin' my wheels Cheap thrills, everybody know how it feels [P.R. Terrorist] She s**ed the babies out my dick Crayola colors, painted in lipstick She nearly fainted when she sat on it and drained it p**y, contaminated when wet, look laminated Rock an Afro, or a Mohawk, it's Cesar faded b**hes, don't ever trust em Free sh**, they come accustom, as for me, ain't a damn thing free I make 'em study 250 weekly, wit dedication to the G.O.D Showin' me, all they can be, within' the Army Cook a hot meal, throw my fatigues up in the laundry Burn you quick fast, seven days later, up in the pharmacy Dick drippin', pubic's itchin', she still b**hin' Sayin', n***a, you ain't get it from me n***as be wishin' they could hit this sh** b**h, you must be stupid, p**y keep a stench So bad, you need to douche it plus ya p**y look nasty as f** Let's keep it real, for ya birthday I bought you a case of Vagisil And you still don't see, you need Monistat 3 Try to sh** on my dick, now you coppin' a plea Cuz that bum a** n***a, ain't f**in' like me Dick ain't as big as me, you see (b**h) I pull ya skin back til I see pink Up on my belly, stick my finger in ya a** Back shot you in the telly, don't be mad at me Just be glad that you had me, for a hot second, til I had reality check it [Hook 2X] [Outro: P.R. Terrorist] Cheap thrill... ya b**hes know who you be I'mma live clear without ya Knowledge is infinite, Terrorist sh**, the deficit Til the d**h certificate, n***a