Thick

Credits

 
 
 
 
THICK
(R. Meltzer)(J.E. Weekes)(BMI) (M. Thompson)(Ultra/BMI)          
(Soul of Zion Music)(Capsicum Music LLC)(Ultra)(BMI)

Produced and arranged by Roger Meltzer & Joseph Everton "Reality" Weekes

Lyrics

 
 
 
v/o intro – Now this one was not meant to offend
                  This is more of a self-analysis, my friend
                   You see, there’s more to women than you can see with the eyes
                   But some of the guys…realize…they like women with thick thighs and size
 
Chorus- Thick…yeah, thick
                I like them thick
                Why ya wanna look like a toothpick
                When only a dog will chase a stick…(I’m just kidding)
                Oh, Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick
                Why ya wanna look like a toothpick
                I love all girls,
                Still that’s my pick
                Thick…yeah
 
Verse- The type you see…suddenly… when all the traffic swerves
             Love some curves…oh, yeah
            (So hear me) Sistah, be wise
            And don’t you apologize…for dem killer hips…and your juicy lips (baby,)
 
Chorus- Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick
                Why ya wanna look
                Like a toothpick
                When only a dog will chase a stick…(hey, I’m just jokin’)
                (I tell ya) Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick               
                Why ya wanna look
                Like a toothpick     
                I love all girls,
                Still that’s my pick  
      
  Verse- I love slim girls
             But thick girls get my vote
             Don’t wanna a girl
             Who a-stick finger down her throat
             Eat some more food…take another sip
             (Baby,) why you wanna look anorexic
             (Baby,) your beauty’s shinin’…no doubt you’re hot
             You’re such a pretty picture – no photoshop
             Girl, the way your body curve
             Not even road do dat
             So wine…c’mon show me what ya got…‘roun’ da back…’cause
 
Chorus- Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick
                Why ya wanna look
                Like a toothpick
                When only a dog will chase a stick…(woo, woo)
                (Baby,) Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick               
                Why ya wanna look
                Like a toothpick
 
 Bridge - Oh, girl,
                Gotta letcha know, girl
                Girl, you’re next to perfect … Just work it
                Love your body, I know God curved it
                Your beauty’s overwhelming
                Sometimes I don’t know how to word it…so I just say
                Yo, damn baby… mi can’t even lie
                You’re thick ... yo, ma
                Damn… you thick
                Yo, you see dem girl ova deh
                Yeah, mi seh, mi like dat slim one…I seh, yeah mon, yo
                Yah see dat one … dat one from da right…yeah
                Yo, but you see dat thick, cuz,
                Yo, you see dat thick one inna da middle…oh, my God…
 
Ad lib over Chorus tag out to fade- Thick…yeah, thick
                I like ‘em thick (repeats)…Esco
                 I like ‘em thick
                 Like the Commodores
                 And dat house dem a-built with brick
                The TV folks with their sales and hype
                Say ya better match some skinny type
                But the models up there on dat ramp
                With a booty the size of a postage stamp
                Are linin’ up for their next implant
                And shootin’ collagen
                Into lips too thin to suck an ant
                You see dem bakin’ in da noon-day sun
                Tyin’ to catch up … while you’re well done
                And they’re…just rare…no meat…just air
                In an empty cup
               So, let me tell you here and now what’s up…

(Chorus)