Tity Boi Lyrics – Lil Wayne Feat TheNightAftr

Tity Boi Lyrics sung by Lil Wayne Feat TheNightAftr from the album Tha Fix Before Tha VI represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Tity Boi by Lil Wayne.

Tity Boi Lyrics

[Verse 1]
B^^ch, I’m on one, two, three, four Percs, light work though
I don’t f^^k with p^^sies, but I keep a tight circle
Yeah, all I wear is designer-like work clothes
Dirty South n^^ga, b^^ch, come ride me like a dirt road
One, two, three, four Percs, light work though
Ski, ski, ride a n^^ga 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 worstest conditions, I still have pеrfect attendance
I’m from whеre 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 hurt when it isn’t courtesy givin’ currency earned
Price on my head, I’m straight though, like the money a perm
Got money to burn ’til judgment day, court is adjourned
Get out of order with me, n^^ga, get your order returned
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 b^^ch, they call me OG Three
It’s me and Mac, he like Shaq, but I’m Kobe B

[Chorus]
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
In a throne, I’m a king, I’m like B.B
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it’s pink and it’s pretty
Your b^^ch lookin’, I wink and she with it
In that p^^sy I’m sinkin’ like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love t^^ties
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
In a throne, I’m a king, I’m like B.B
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it’s pink and it’s pretty
Your b^^ch lookin’, I wink and she with it
In that p^^sy I’m sinkin’ like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love–

[Refrain]
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love t^^ties (Let me see them)
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties (Let me see them)
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties (Let me see them)
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love t^^ties (Let me see them, let me see)
T^^ties

[Verse 2]
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 Zsa Zsa Gabor on

[Chorus]
Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
In a throne, I’m a king, I’m like B.B
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it’s pink and it’s pretty
Your b^^ch lookin’, I wink and she with it
In that p^^sy I’m sinkin’ like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love t^^ties

[Refrain]
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties (Let me see them)
T^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties, t^^ties (Let me see them)
T^^ties

[Verse 3]
I told that b^^ch, take her shirt off
S^^y a^^ n^^ga in this b^^ch with my shirt on
I don’t even work out, lil b^^ch, I just work hard
I don’t even work out, lil b^^ch, I just work hard
Her p^^sy like a ocean, my tongue like a surfboard
My d^^k like a yacht, darlin’
I might as well throw me a yacht party
This d^^k gon’ have that ho’ on cloud nine
When I leave, it’s gon’ feel like the sky fallin’
She want Lil Tunechi to titty f^^k her
I cum on her chest, leave a mini puddle
She make ’em bounce, work them titty muscles
I want the b^^ch with the biggest bubbles
I want the b^^ch with the biggest couple
Big a^^, big lips, that’s a triple-double
Yeah, I’m trippin’ baby
Yeah, until I stumble, Lil Tunechi

[Chorus]
Uh, like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
Like I got two left feet, I be trippin’
In a throne, I’m a king, I’m like B.B
On the phone, we call fentanyl Fendi
She on tootsie, it’s pink and it’s pretty
Your b^^ch lookin’, I wink and she with it
In that p^^sy I’m sinkin’ like dishes
I smoke cookies, hate milk and love t^^ties (T^^ties)

[Verse 4]
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 J, lil’ b^^ch
Then, you get too faded, now you gotta stay
Either way, now, you’re f^^kin’ on a n^^ga 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”

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