This is a song about "Hot tits"

Right flows down and they might go nice

Those tits im gonna squeeze

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

For light skin hunnies with tits that make her hug funny,

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Until your tits fall off into your lap

Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but