Litty lyrics

by

Gutta K


Ooh Ralph Norman

Grrrrrr, ahaha

Gutta sh*t

Gutta sh*t

Rrrrrr

Ay
Ay, ay

(Chorus)
Yo b*tch mad cause I'm coming through real litty
I-I-I'm on her n*gga and he rubbing on my kitty
But baby please, but keep it cute
Ta-tap that ass, mandingo pinky
Just like my sis, my pus*y fat, my pus*y kinky

I got Henny for my b*tches
f*ck that n*gga get that money
He call my pus*y sweet cause Pooh and Tigger gave me honey
Fu-f*ck em, get my sh*t and leave. I am not tryna be funny
You broke ass mad b*tches need to stop, go get some money

[Verse 1:]
Girl hol' up, hol' up. Wait
I want me a hood ass trap n*gga (Tra-tra-trap n*gga)
That scream slat n*gga (Sla-sla-slat n*gga)
Threw me on his back n*gga
No wait
I want me a hood n*gga with a babymama
I want all that f*cking drama
Have her baby call me mama

(Chorus)
Yo b*tch mad cause I'm coming through real litty
I-I-I'm on her n*gga and he rubbing on my kitty
But baby please, but keep it cute
Ta-tap that ass, mandingo pinky
Just like my sis, my pus*y fat, my pus*y kinky

I got Henny for my b*tches
f*ck that n*gga get that money
He call my pus*y sweet cause Pooh and Tigger gave me honey
Fu-f*ck em, get my sh*t and leave. I-I am not tryna be funny
You broke ass mad b*tches need to stop, go get some money

[Verse 2:]
All these, all these b*tches claim to be hood b*tches
Little engine could b*tches
Wish the f*ck you would b*tches
All, all, all you b*tches jealous
Wish that pus*y could compare (It can't!)
Beat this pus*y like a drum
I pop this pus*y like a snare


Your b*tch mad cause I'm coming through real-


Ooh Ralph Norman

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