Letra de Titty Song - YN Jay

(Feat. Louie Ray)

(It's a Wayne beat)

I'm done comin' in low like that, you know what I'm sayin'?

I'm finna, alright

Okay

Bitch neck so loose, like how the fuck— alright

Bitch neck so loose, like how the fuck is her head—

Bitch neck so loose like how the fuck is her head on?

I for sure can't hit this bitch raw, she a redbone

Jump off the headboard and dive in the pussy 'cause the bed strong

Went live and had sex on a cellphone

Told her let her pussy catch air until the smell gone

Too much 'za, can't even smell my cologne

They always hit me back, they probably smell how I'm gettin' on

Three hoes layin' with me, don't know who ass I was feelin' on

Got G wrapped with his niggas, getting rich, putting cities on

Play crazy, hit his head, spill his chili bowl

How the fuck— ah

How the fuck this— ah

How the fuck this bitch got little nipples, but her titties long?

Bitch walk around with no— ah

Bitch walk around with no— ah

Bitch walk around with no bra, this bitch titties cold

Bitch pulled up with some long titties— ah, fallin' down, ah

She got some— yeah

Damn, this bitch titties old

Bitch pulled up with some— ugh, this bitch titties bold

Bitch asked me, "Can you play that Diddy song?"

If I leave the game, will they miss me, bro?

I remember I was bad as hell on the block, I was kickin' doors

I don't pour up ones— ah, ah

I don't pour up ones and twos, bitch, I be sipping fours

I don't give a bitch shit, the fuck you be tippin' hoes?

I caught her standin' like a thot, pigeon-toed

And she got the fat feet too, pickle toes

I can pull out and slide off, I got twinkle toes

You tryna check where I be like I left the location on

She can tuck 'em back in her bra, the titties fold

Big titties lookin' real— alright, come on

Big titties lookin' mad meaty, they sloppy joes

Keep it real with her like, "Your body hot, but your titties cold"

Only shootin' shots at her chest when I'm skeeting, though

'Fore I lick the pussy, I'll eat the— nah, I ain't gon' say that

Fuck it, 'fore I eat the pussy, I'll lick her titties, though

You a nasty-ass nigga, probably eat the bootyhole

Damn, woke up with my dreads stickin' up like Coolio

'Member when I used to shop at Macies

'Member when I used to shop at— ah

I remember when I used to live in the studio

Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' don like Julio

'Member when I seen my first two G's like

'Member when I seen my first two G's like Gucci clothes

Bitch walked in buttnaked, that's coochie clothes, ayy

I remember when I was a kid, I was listening to Boosie songs

At the W Miami, I was fuckin' all the groupie hoes

Oh, oh, you talkin' about like on Brickell?

I ain't gon' lie, I fuck plenty hoes

Beat her from the back, got her standin' on her tippy-toes

Bitch asked how much pape' I got, I got plenty dough

Tricks are for kids, you old silly ho

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