This is a song about "Titty"

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

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

No where to get titty fucked by a huge rack, i bet the dead would

And any girl that's part of the itty bitty titty committee can surely

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Suckle from the titty of a crack addict

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And any girl that's part of the itty bitty titty committee can surely

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

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