This is a song about "Jailenes tits"

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Songs all about bitches tits.

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I miss ya like a bitch with big tits and her brassiere, b

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

And the v12, that's on various trips

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

The track list is impacting kids to smack a bitch and grab her tits

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Slice your bitch open, and pour icing over her tits and lick em off,