brokencyde - ass & titties lyrics
[chorus: se7en]
she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss and t-tties, -ss, -ss and t-tties, oh
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
[verse 1: mikl]
yeah, they call me mister clean
i can barely deep in dream
i’ma b–bie, t-i-t-t-y kinda guy
don’t go boy, i’m so fly
that’s a boy [?] never draw no line
we high [?] kings
[?] bless, stand and scream [?]
get a lady with a mask
bc fellas h-t the gas
[?] baby, you can p-ss
hit that booty, make it splash
[?] then we smash
[?] show
[?] by [?]
[?] up on the floor
one more jack and [?]
always stacking, we get low
all the [?] tootsie roll
bounce on top [?] show
making life [?]
making [?], sticky dro
getting [?]
better if she can do the splits
[?]
we can make [?] quick
get that ice cream, give it to lick
kiss your lips to the nip
[?] booties [?]
smoking [?] get [?] like this
tearing up [?] bout to [?] being [?]
[chorus: se7en]
she got that -ss (t-tties!), -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss and t-tties, -ss, -ss and t-tties, oh
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
[verse 2: se7en]
she got that -ss, boo
she got some t-tties too (okay)
bigger booty bouncing on me like a kangaroo
she looking h-lla fine
her body [?]
we mixed cola with some goose
make that purple juice
she don’t talk about it (’bout it)
if she [?] about it (’bout it)
throws some money on the floor
but watch her bend and count it
b-tch, i got that flame (flame)
pilot tuck and roll (roll)
rolled up couple planes (planes)
rolled up couple o’s
she poppin’, tell that b-tch i’m watchin’ (uh)
numbers up, no option
that means, i got stay flossin’ (uhuh)
they jockin’, same b-tch still obscene (uh)
[?] sick, no toxins
but hit ’em with the [?] boy caution
and there’s she goes (goes)
and there’s she goes (goes)
her big ole booty in the jeans
how’d she get in those?
yeah, there’s she goes (goes)
yeah, there’s she goes (goes)
i see them t-tties looking at me
i’ma have to [?]
[chorus: se7en]
she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
she got that -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss
yeah, she got that -ss and t-tties, -ss, -ss and t-tties, oh
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
-ss, -ss, -ss and t-tties!
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