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yn jay – titty song lyrics

[verse 1: louie ray]
b+tch neck so loose, [?] alright
b+tch neck so loose, like how the f+ck is her head [?]
b+tch neck so loose, like how the f+ck is her head on?
fasho can’t hit this b+tch raw, she a redbone
[?] headboard and dive in the p+ssy, cause the bed strong
went live, but had s+x on a cellphone
told her let her p+ssy catch [?] till the smell gone
too much [?], can’t even smell my calone
[?]
three hoes with me, don’t know who ass i was feeling on
[?] n+ggas getting rich, putting cities on
[?] crazy, hit his hеad, spill his chilly bole
[verse 2: yn jay]
how the f+ck this b+tch got little nipplеs, but her titties long?
b+tch walk around with no bra, this b+tch titties cold
b+tch pull up with some [?] d+mn, this b+tch titties old
[?] this b+tch titties bold
b+tch asked me “can you play that diddy song?”
if i leave the game, will they miss me, bro?
remember i was [?] on the block, i was kicking doors
i [?] 1’s and 2’s, b+tch, i be sipping 4’s
i don’t [?] f+ck you be tipping hoes

[verse 3: louie ray]
caught her standing like a thot, pidgen toed
b+tch she got the fat feet too, pickle toes
i can pull out [?] slide off, i got twinckle toes
[?] like i left the location on
[?] her bra, the titties fold
big titties looking real hard, come non
big titties looking [?] they sloppy joes
[?] body hot, but your titties cold
only shooting shots at her chest, what i’m skeeting on
i l!ck the p+ssy [?] na, i ain’t gon’ say that
f+ck it
if i eat the p+ssy, i l!ck her titties though
you a nasty ass n+gga, probably eat the booty hole
[verse 4: yn jay]
woke up with my dreads sticking up like coolio
remember when i used to shop at masies
i remember when i used to live in the studio
b+tch, i’m a motherf+cking don, like hoolio
remember when i seen my first 2 g’s like
remember when i seen my first 2 g’s like gucci clothes
b+tch walked in b+tt naked, that’s coochie clothes
i remember when i was a kid, i was listening to boosie songs
[?] miami, i was f+cking all the groupie hoes
i ain’t gon’ lie, i uck plenty hoes
beat her from the back, had her standing on her tippie toes
b+tch ask how much aper i got, i got plenty dough
tricks are for kids, you old silly ho

- yn jay lyrics

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