Tity Boi lyrics - Lil Wayne & TheNightAftr

 Bitch, I'm on one, two, three, four Percs, light work though

I don't fuck with pussies, but I keep a tight circle

Yeah, all I wear is designer-like work clothes

Dirty South nigga, bitch, come ride me like a dirt road

One, two, three, four Percs, light work though

Ski, ski, ride a nigga like, "Skrrt, skrrt," ho

Yeah, In a fur coat, yeah

No shirt though

Ten toes down on the ground, no turf toe

I'm with a housewife, I dig her out twice

And, then, we chill and talk about life, and organize heists

And, if I feel it's organized right, and authorized right

Then, I'm walkin' out nice

Can't slip, walkin' on water, not ice, in the worsts conditions

I still have perfect attendance

I'm with all the innocent mothers givin' birth to defendants

This Earth is a prison

Serve my purpose before I'm finished

Servin' my sentence, work relentless to get no further than inches

That hurtin' her, Curtis, it get me, comin' shit urn

Price on my head, I'm straight though

Like the money a perm, got money to burn

'Til judgment day call, this adjourned

Get out of order with me, nigga, get your artery turned

Now, who want smoke with me? That's a joke to me

Shoot up your block and double back 'cause I got OCD

I'm triple OG 'round this bitch, they call me OG Three

It's me and Mac, he like Shaq, but, I'm like Kobe B

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

In the thorn, I'm a king like Mike Bibby

On the phone, we coughin' the Fendi

She on Tootsie, it's pink, and it's pretty

Your bitch lookin', I wink, and she with it

In that pussy, I'm sinkin' like dishes

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

In the thorn, I'm a king like Mike Bibby

On the phone, we coughin' the Fendi

She on Tootsie, it's pink, and it's pretty

Your bitch lookin', I wink, and she with it

In that pussy, I'm sinkin' like dishes

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties (Let me see them)

Titties, titties, titties, titties (Let me see them)

Titties, titties, titties (I smoke titties)

(Let me see them, let me see)

Titties

So far, and so on, I got diamonds all on my forearm

I got the whole Balenciaga store on

She got Savage X Fenty, buyin' four of 'em

I got so much drip, I got a boat on

On the Molly, I'm a moron

But, right now, I'm just lightin' Za, let me get my Zaza Gabore on

Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

In the thorn, I'm a king like Mike Bibby

On the phone, we coughin' the Fendi

She on Tootsie, it's pink, and it's pretty

Your bitch lookin', I wink, and she with it

In that pussy, I'm sinkin' like dishes

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties (Let me see them)

Titties, titties, titties, titties (Let me see them)

Titties

I told that bitch, take her shirt off

Sexy ass nigga in this bitch with my shirt on

I don't work a lot, bitch, I just work hard

I don't work a lot, bitch, I just work hard

Her pussy like a ocean, my tongue like a surfboard

My dick like a yacht, darlin'

I might as well throw me a yacht party

This dick gon' have that ho' in cloud nine

When I leave, it's gon' feel like the sky fallin'

She want Lil Tunechi to titty fuck her

I cum on her chest, leave a mini puddle

She make 'em bounce, work them titty muscles

I want the bitch with the biggest bubbles

I want the bitch with the biggest couple

Big ass, big lips, that's a triple-double

Yeah, I'm trippin' baby

Yeah, until I stumble, Lil Tunechi

Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

Like I got two left feet, I be trippin'

In the thorn, I'm a king like Mike Bibby

On the phone, we coughin' the Fendi

She on Tootsie, it's pink, and it's pretty

Your bitch lookin', I wink, and she with it

In that pussy, I'm sinkin' like dishes

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

Some titties, titties

I smoke cookie, stay milkin' lil' titties

And, that's what I say

That's what I say

I say, "Are you on your way?"

She say, "Where the Uber at?"

I said, "I'll meet you at my gate"

And, wait, wait 'til you see your Uber drivers face, and I'll buy you lingere

Yeah, I just hope you in the mood for that

Or, we can talk and spark a jet, lil' bitch

Then, you get too faded, now you gotta stay

Either way, now, you're fuckin' on a nigga from the Eastside

Yeah, and it's 'bout to get ugly

Turn around, I hit it from the beside

Yeah, make her scream, "Young Money"