This is a song about "Jiggle titties"

Now more concerned with thing that jiggle

And my songs when they reach they official

But he's not civil, atb'll make your girls ass jiggle

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

I love titties, you want hickeys, i don't let girls striptease, iv'e been to every city

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Your titties got me horny bitch quit getting pushy

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

Ya shell be aight never hurl

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

They're mistaken, thinkin' titties make up for good qualities.

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze