Another Number Thurz (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)

[Verse - Thurzday]
Ho is not short for honey,
Homie, holy, hobby
Inner woods of holly, [sh...]
Molly popping by golly
While prayers go out to whoever fathers her child
A smile is probably what gotcha
Catching that old sea bass, garlic butter on lobster
[With bling on,?] she watched ya', act liked she foreign
But from the [??] with a rapport for [touring?]
Off a nigga cash [int?] [tent?] be obscurrin'
[Flirt?] with your [chaps,?] she in search of Ralph Lauren
[?] pull your cash low and cook campaign pouring
She drunk off Rose thinking no dick the morning
All [?] spade with the ace big bust
Small waist look good, and do better with a face
To use what she got to put your balls in her palm
When she leaves she puts her ring back on

[Hook - Bj the Chicago Kid]
Yeah, when the clock stops, you're just another number
Then it's the next stop, never see her again
Again until the beat drops
Her friends think shes a star now
But fellas know she's a [?]
But you're just another number