This is a song about "Fat tits"

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Now you got me hopped up on that

You said also i was fat

It's all good, finna dog that

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Songs all about bitches tits.

Jackin my minidick to fake big tits and blondes

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance