Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch
Man but this ain't no sign language
And don't think what you're old
Women front, they get its cold
Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
I mean big ole titties, the void in my minds back,
Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees
They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.
Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
I got out and saw the big old dent
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