Thirsty

[Intro: Big Steve and Nic Nac] Ya, Starting Six on your bitch Aye! She thirsty! Aye aye! Yo, Yo, Big Steve, Big Steve, Big Steve, Big Steve! [Verse 1: Big Steve] It's Big Steve so ya better be easy I'm with Nic Nac gettin' green like a kiwi I'm on your bitch and she know how I do things Doin the speed limit, stain settled in the fast lane [Verse 2: Nic Nac] It's Nic Nac bitch Whatchu drinkin' ho? You already know how me and Big Steve go And we settled in the club with the bruhs Aye yo Big Steve tell these hoes what's up! [Verse 3: Big Steve] Aye, and we gone off that dank You thirsty baby girl? Well lemme buy you a drank Hit the dance floor and lemme watch how it shake I'm hungry right now, and I'm tryna get a taste [Verse 4: Nic Nac] But wait, put that thang on my lap I like how your booty clap, move that thang to the back Na girl, you a little too dirty C'mon all you hoes, cuz I know you thirsty [Hook: Nic Nac and Big Steve] Aye and we pouring it up Poppin bottles in the club and they know that it's us Starting Six on your bitch and she's thirsty for us Starting Six on your bitch and she's thirsty for us Yo bitch is thirsty(Yeah we gettin thirsty thirsty) Yo bitch is thirsty(Yeah we gettin thirsty thirsty) [Verse 5: Rye Bread] She lookin thirsty but trust I could quench that She need mixed drinks, goose, and some Jackie Chan Pullin' models, poppin' bottles, gettin' throttled in the club Drinkin' plenty of that Henny, now ya boys is goin' dumb Bumpin' our new shit, yall should just lose it Act real wild, real dumb, real stupid Act real foolish, this is how I view it Yall gonna love it cuz it's Starting Six music! [Verse 6: Fess] Hold on, no time to rest You're at your best when you're with ya boy Young Fess The way you shake and bring it right back Girl, you're makin' it obvious Yes, I'm a kinda fly white guy 5'10" build, not like that guy That's why, don't ask why Everytime you thirsty you gonna choose Fessy! Aye! [Hook] [Verse 7: Goose] Walk in the club Starting Six gets it cracking Ladies choosin' us like a fatal attraction Pourin bottles of that goose cuz I know your girl thirsty Can't help but think that she wants to get dirty Now I'm pretty geeked, but I'm in the mood Boutta whisper in her ear, tell her how I do And I can't be stopped cuz my swag's on point Young Goose makin moves all up in this joint. Aye! [Verse 8: Riggs] Riggy Riggs, pour it up with the bruhs Girls got they hands out soon as we hit the club I'm the thirst quencher, ladies call me Gatorade Buyin out the bar, everybody knows I'm hella paid Chose one, got a room in the VIP We hella gone and she can't keep her hands off me Mama want it, I can see it in her eyes I'm not the Golden Arches but I got that super size [Hook] Yo bitch is thirsty x4 [Hook]